I finally have gotten all of my stuff back to my moms house. I can't even express the exciting running through my body now that I am back home. I was having so many anxiety attacks and depression going on at my apartment. Once my roommate Erin told me she was officially going back to California, I knew I wouldn't be able to stay in that apartment with two girls who don't speak English. As I lay in my bed, I think back on how much I have learned in just a few months of living on my own. It was such a great learning experience for me to get away and branch out. It was both a great and stressful. I had laughs and I had tears. Through and through, I AM HOME! I can clean the kitchen and it actually stay clean for more than 5 minutes, I can watch T.V. and not have guys coming in and out of my house, I can sleep at night w/o having someone coming in and out of my room. Ah the feeling of my own room and not being around annoying roommates. Yay!!!
As a wise girl once said, "There's no place like home!"
As a wise girl once said, "There's no place like home!"
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