5 days down. 5 left. Yay? Half way there. And then I finally get a day off. Well, 3 actually. I'm considering going somewhere. But I have lack of funds and lack of anyone to go with. So that blows. I would so be gone if I did.
My roommate is having a party tonight for her birthday. I understand that it's her 21st birthday and that it's her apartment also. But seriously, she didn't take into consideration that 3 of us have summer classes and I have work. Everyday. So yes, I think she has the right to have a party in the apartment. But does that mean that I want to have anything to do with it? No. I have work tomorrow morning at 10. Granted, that's not as early as most days. But still, I have to get up tomorrow morning. She doesn't. And if I don't drink or partake in anything she's going to get pissy. I hate the high school drama that I still live with.
That doesn't mean I hate my apartment. (Ok, yes it does.) BUT! I am trying to get along better. Trying being the key word. I hate my apartment. I hate living here. I can't wait until I graduate and can get a place of my own. There are some townhomes for sale back home going for about $77,500. That's crazy cheap. And they're nice places. I wish that I could go get one. I could manage that. Seriously. But I'm still in school. So I can't start my life yet. I'm tired of being a student. I'm ready to start my life.
I'm thinking about taking the real estate exam to see if I could be an agent. I need to email my professor and see exactly how many credits I have to have to take the test and what not. That would be awesome. I mean, I know I wouldn't be able to actually start my life yet. But God, I would love to be able to get closer to that point. I'm ready to be done with school, out on my own, and living the life I want to live. I'll get there one day, but not soon enough.
Anyway. I must shower and all that jazz for work. So! I hope y'all have a good day.
My roommate is having a party tonight for her birthday. I understand that it's her 21st birthday and that it's her apartment also. But seriously, she didn't take into consideration that 3 of us have summer classes and I have work. Everyday. So yes, I think she has the right to have a party in the apartment. But does that mean that I want to have anything to do with it? No. I have work tomorrow morning at 10. Granted, that's not as early as most days. But still, I have to get up tomorrow morning. She doesn't. And if I don't drink or partake in anything she's going to get pissy. I hate the high school drama that I still live with.
That doesn't mean I hate my apartment. (Ok, yes it does.) BUT! I am trying to get along better. Trying being the key word. I hate my apartment. I hate living here. I can't wait until I graduate and can get a place of my own. There are some townhomes for sale back home going for about $77,500. That's crazy cheap. And they're nice places. I wish that I could go get one. I could manage that. Seriously. But I'm still in school. So I can't start my life yet. I'm tired of being a student. I'm ready to start my life.
I'm thinking about taking the real estate exam to see if I could be an agent. I need to email my professor and see exactly how many credits I have to have to take the test and what not. That would be awesome. I mean, I know I wouldn't be able to actually start my life yet. But God, I would love to be able to get closer to that point. I'm ready to be done with school, out on my own, and living the life I want to live. I'll get there one day, but not soon enough.
Anyway. I must shower and all that jazz for work. So! I hope y'all have a good day.
noone_3383:
daaaa beach
