Lost boys
This week has been terrifying. Extremely stressful.
However it's nice to know that a week from now I'll be finished with classes until September. Wow.
But what is so scary is that I still don't know where I'm going to live when I move out of the dorms. Next friday. FRIDAY.
This June workshop is going to be wonderful, a truly rare opportunity, but this housing shit is worse than I could have ever imagined. Everyone said that it was crazy trying to get an apartment, but it is the scariest thing I have ever done in my entire life. Part of it though, is the short window of time we have to get the apartment, even though that is how the market works here. Many of my other friends get the apartment the DAY they go looking. Part of the stress is stemming from my frustration with Liz and Nicole. Good god.
Since Spring Break the plan has been for me to just live with them for the summer, and then get a permanent place with everyone else for the school year. However, that hasn't proved to be a good solution, because Nicole and Liz can't really afford to get their own place that would accomodate someone else staying with them. Anyway, as the end of dorms has approached, and all deadlines with staying for summer and/or next semester, they haven't made much progress. After weighing some of the pros and cons of each situation, I thought, Why not? Why not just get on the lease with Liz and Nicole and get and apartment for the year? Kaylyn has also become semi-committted to this arrangement. But the biggest problem is trying to get a two bedroom for four people. With all of us requiring guarantors, and not being able to afford a broker's fee, we are really caught. Maybe this is just a roadblock for the time being, and all of this will work out, but right now I just can't handle it. Fucking apartments. Fucking New York!
I needed to rant about all of this. It's so fucking frustating.
I think the biggest, scariest part of all is that for the first time in my life, I am completely responsible for myself. My dad can't just figure out where I'm going to live, he can't go and look at the apartments and set everything up. And that goes for all of us. It's a level of responsibility that I wasn't prepared for. I know I can handle it, and at some point things will get smoothed out, but it's all so fucking scary.
If nothing happens, Ray offered for me to stay with him for as long as I needed this summer.
We're growing up. so fast. Ah!
I don't want to grow up. I want to be a lost boy and live in the wild.
However it's nice to know that a week from now I'll be finished with classes until September. Wow.
But what is so scary is that I still don't know where I'm going to live when I move out of the dorms. Next friday. FRIDAY.
This June workshop is going to be wonderful, a truly rare opportunity, but this housing shit is worse than I could have ever imagined. Everyone said that it was crazy trying to get an apartment, but it is the scariest thing I have ever done in my entire life. Part of it though, is the short window of time we have to get the apartment, even though that is how the market works here. Many of my other friends get the apartment the DAY they go looking. Part of the stress is stemming from my frustration with Liz and Nicole. Good god.
Since Spring Break the plan has been for me to just live with them for the summer, and then get a permanent place with everyone else for the school year. However, that hasn't proved to be a good solution, because Nicole and Liz can't really afford to get their own place that would accomodate someone else staying with them. Anyway, as the end of dorms has approached, and all deadlines with staying for summer and/or next semester, they haven't made much progress. After weighing some of the pros and cons of each situation, I thought, Why not? Why not just get on the lease with Liz and Nicole and get and apartment for the year? Kaylyn has also become semi-committted to this arrangement. But the biggest problem is trying to get a two bedroom for four people. With all of us requiring guarantors, and not being able to afford a broker's fee, we are really caught. Maybe this is just a roadblock for the time being, and all of this will work out, but right now I just can't handle it. Fucking apartments. Fucking New York!
I needed to rant about all of this. It's so fucking frustating.
I think the biggest, scariest part of all is that for the first time in my life, I am completely responsible for myself. My dad can't just figure out where I'm going to live, he can't go and look at the apartments and set everything up. And that goes for all of us. It's a level of responsibility that I wasn't prepared for. I know I can handle it, and at some point things will get smoothed out, but it's all so fucking scary.
If nothing happens, Ray offered for me to stay with him for as long as I needed this summer.
We're growing up. so fast. Ah!
I don't want to grow up. I want to be a lost boy and live in the wild.