Millennium actually did something right for a change. Within a time span of an hour after Beth's mother took away the kitchen, I now have a new room.
I'm glad of what happened, not glad of what was said, but it just justified all of my fears.
I don't know any of my room mates. I'm also move a floor down, but I don't care, I have a room!
I'm finished all of my finals and today was the first day that I could sleep. I didn't worry about anything.
I also have an A in my ARED 463 class. I was worried about not passing, but my professor knew what was going on, he knew the stress that I was in.
I guess crying in class made everything better... sympathy is always a help.
Marisa will be in tomorrow to clean the fridge, and move her stuff. But when Beth's mom came, we did 3 to 4 trips of moving all of the stuff. Beth's mom hadn't realized just how much there was in there. If I had just bunkered down and had not called Beth, it would have made my move a lot more difficult.
That and now I would still be living with them. If it hadn't happened now, I wouldn't have had a choice but to live with them.
I'm also searching for apartments. You can never start too early.
So, today there were no tears, I lied in bed for hours catching up on lost sleep.
And now I'm thinking of what the next step and when the next episode will begin, because I know it's going to hit me upside the head.
Right now I'm debating going to a party... I'm leaning on having a good time...
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