I've moved and so far I don't like it.

We've smuggled the cat in and I'm relieved about that, I just hope noone notices.

I had to store the vast majority of my stuff with Randy-dad, including my bed. Had to listen to him talking about wanting to help his kid (me) and saying he'd buy a train ticket for me to come visit, etc. when I'm sure he's never going to. I'm also sure the majority of people I care about in Ypsilanti have not noticed I'm not there anymore.

My classes start tomorrow (waayy too fucking early)..
I'm looking forward to them somewhat at least, and I would be hopeful that I'll start meeting some people around here, but I'm too fucking shy and I'll be atleast 4 years older than everyone.. grreat.