I am the patron saint of lost causes.
I went up to Lancaster today and signed the lease on my new apartment... I had to co-sign it with my mom because I'm under the age of eighteen, but that's okay because that means she can help me handle anything that I might have to if anything were to be breached for any reason. I got to look around in it again... it's so weird walking around in there knowing that it's the place I'm going to be living for the next year [at least]. I also got the master keys to both my apartment and the vestibule to the building, and got to put my name on my mailbox. xD I HAVE MY VERY OWN MAILBOX.
I'm sorry... it's the little things that count for me, haha. Obviously.
Mom has given me the final word on when I'm leaving... she said that next weekend we're going to go up and move some stuff, and then the week after that is when I'll most likely move in for good. That doesn't leave me a whole lot of time to spend with the people that I want to see, but that's okay because there's not too many people on that list anymore anyway, hah.
Tomorrow Mom and I are going to go to Walmart and/or Sam's Club and buy a buttload of stuff that I need, i.e. pencils and cereal and shower curtains and soap and shampoo and conditioner and a fire extinguisher and carpet cleaner and chairs and a toaster and food and a desk and some dressers and... yeah, you get it; I need alot of stuff haha. I didn't realize how much it costs for one person to live for a month until I had to calculate it for myself hahaha.
I'm still incredibly nervous and stressed out about moving, especially since the date just gets closer and closer... I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when I see my parents walk out of my apartment door. Everything's going to feel so finalized... I'm going to be entirely alone with virtually nothing to do but bitch about being alone. And trust me, I WILL bitch about it, haha. Expect many more angsty entries in weeks to come.
But now it's time for bed, so that maybe I can stop brooding about this, if only for a minute or two.
I'm sorry... it's the little things that count for me, haha. Obviously.
Mom has given me the final word on when I'm leaving... she said that next weekend we're going to go up and move some stuff, and then the week after that is when I'll most likely move in for good. That doesn't leave me a whole lot of time to spend with the people that I want to see, but that's okay because there's not too many people on that list anymore anyway, hah.
Tomorrow Mom and I are going to go to Walmart and/or Sam's Club and buy a buttload of stuff that I need, i.e. pencils and cereal and shower curtains and soap and shampoo and conditioner and a fire extinguisher and carpet cleaner and chairs and a toaster and food and a desk and some dressers and... yeah, you get it; I need alot of stuff haha. I didn't realize how much it costs for one person to live for a month until I had to calculate it for myself hahaha.
I'm still incredibly nervous and stressed out about moving, especially since the date just gets closer and closer... I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when I see my parents walk out of my apartment door. Everything's going to feel so finalized... I'm going to be entirely alone with virtually nothing to do but bitch about being alone. And trust me, I WILL bitch about it, haha. Expect many more angsty entries in weeks to come.
But now it's time for bed, so that maybe I can stop brooding about this, if only for a minute or two.