I might possibly be going to live on campus this year after all!
My mom is very irritable, and unless I have my own room, I will never live a peaceful life. I want to live on my own someday, but I'm scared someone will kill me in my place and no one will hear my screams. It's terrifying. That's why I'd want to live with someone. If I have a boyfriend it's great because they can make me feel more safe, and they will most likely be my boyfriend. But I'm not up for that up your ass stuff.
This is why I need at least a queen size bed for when I want my space, from touching that is. If it's another girl, I'm cool with that too. We'd have separate rooms.
However, we're not talking about moving out like that. Right now, I'm writing about living on campus. I've already stated that I don't like the idea of having to spend money on rent when I can put that to a household, but if there isn't any action in terms of domestic movement by the end of August, I'm going to find my own room to rent in the village. This is an official statement. You can quote me. It's THAT official.
So either way, this coming September, I WILL have my own room. I wouldn't want to waste money, but I must, I will. And where there's a will, there's always a way.
p.s. I tell my mother to put on pants when DumbDumb is here, but she says, "these are pants!"
...uhhh, THEY'RE UNDERWEAR. Gross. It's very fucking irritating.
