Successfully moved into my (our) very first apartment.
Made it out of the parents’ house by 22 (without counting college) All in all, not bad at all.
Boston isn’t ready for us.
I want to punch my real estate agent in the face
She’s so damned incompetent and ugh I’m gonna end up living in the streets.
If I ever get attacked so help me god I’ll be channeling strength from all the years of repressed anger caused by the patriarchy and I will not take pity on the bastard that dares to lay a finger on me
My family is kind of going through a rough patch relationships wise. And I just don’t know what to do.
I guess I thought I’d have more of an idea of what the hell to do now that I’m supposed to be an adult.
I really should be sleeping but I can’t ugh. But hey tomorrow I get my new bed and I’ll finally have a real mattress after 6 years of sleeping on a futon.
Also my ex drunk texted me and somehow it really increased my self esteem.
Also I miss the guy I’m dating but we won’t dwell on that since I’ll see him tomorrow
Ok so I am speaking at a conference on Friday and I am so scared because I will be speaking alongside uhm ACTUAL PEOPLE WITH PhDs and I am just a silly little girl that barely got her Bachelors.
I WORK IN A HOTEL AND ON THE ELEVATOR I ASKED A GUEST HOW HIS DAY WAS GOING AND HE WAS LIKE “I JUST GOME ME SOME LOVIN” AND I JUST
LORD GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO NOT GIVE IN AND HAVE CRAZY HOT MAKE-OUT SESSIONS WITH THE HOT BELLMAN THAT WORKS AT MY PLACE OF EMPLOYMENT.