Jun 30, 2008 18:08
So, after the bombshell of my roommate not coming back to school in September, therefore leaving me looking for 2 NEW roommates instead of one, and a MASSIVE fit of rage/nervous breakdown...I am convinced that things will work out.
I was less convinced last night (as I had been up at 5am to go to work at 6) as I opened a bottle of wine with my mom and proceeded to drink it in it's entirety, all the time quoting my favorite Jane Austen to my father as it applied to my discontent, "Oh Mr. Bennett! It is too much to be bourne!!!"
But, as it turns out, I have perhaps the best boyfriend in existence, who listened to me complain and set up something online for my apartment. Already, he has heard from at least 10 people, and was showing my apartment today to awesome girls who are not creepy internet people and enjoy things like baking and law school (perhaps both!).
I go to London on the 9th, and I will be damned if this cursed affair will ruin what is sure to be a grand romp through jolly old England-town.
Pray, and/or appeal to whatever gods or fate you appeal to, that I shall be blessed with a roommate for the coming year.