I'm so so so so excited! I keep dreaming of my own little apartment, with my personal touches all over it. Down to the ceramic bowls and plates. I want the sun to pour through my windows early in the morning, I want to wake at my own time on the weekends and have a nice cup of coffee.
So far today I woke up late, ran around trying to make the dog stop dragging his ass on the floor and I met kay's tutor. Then I had to scramble around to find stamps and drive to the post office. and now i'm writing this because it's the only moment I think I might have to write something in here. I'm watching "The Namesake," while I'm writing. It's really touching and I really like it. I tried to get some water from the fridge but it smelled like dirt. and my step-dad kept sticking his nose in it so i poured it down the drain. My mom is buying a new dishwasher, and for some reason I'm semi-excited. I'm always excited when new appliances come in that I can accidently break. but I kinda like washing dishes, I can think about anything and peanut always lays on my feet. weird, I know. Right now i'm trying to debate whether I should go downstairs and be obnoxious while kay learns about co-signs or whatever. but i doubt i will. I think i'm going to go clean this disgusting room. Maybe I can shuffle out all this shit on my mind and relax a little.