Yes, this is what happens everytime I come home. I love it.
Like a dog chasing its tail. I'm fucking stressed out. I have ONE MONTH until I move to Indiana. I don't have a place to live. Bobby doesn't have a job there yet. Which means I will be moving to a whole new state. All alone. And living in my car.
Then they had to give me an 8am class. Wth? Don't they read my blog? Don't they know I sleep all day? I just can't even believe I'm registered for classes again. I'm still in shock.
So if you don't hear from me regularly, you know why.