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Things and Stuff

I’ve been stressing out a lot lately, as in more than usual. I’m just really worried about going off to school, getting an apartment, furniture, a job, that sort of stuff. I’ve lived away from home before, but there was always someone else who was responsible for the basic necessities, now I’ll be responsible for those things myself. Not to say I’ll be completely on my own though, I will have a roommate, which is some relief, and in the “pro” list of going to USF over UF.

My mom doesn’t want me to take my bedroom furniture, which at first I was upset about (even though I didn’t say anything), I mean it’s my furniture. Now that I think about it though, it’s best to leave my nice furniture here and not have to take the risk of it getting messed up. It’s the furniture that I want to have when I make a more permanent move, so I’ll get some other furniture to go with me over the next 2 years.

The 2 years is another thing that gets to me. 2 more years of school, I just feel old, and I feel like most people that for a 4 year degree are done by my age. It’s just another one of those things where 10 years ago I thought I would be at a completely different stage of life now. I think back just 3 years ago and remember telling a co-worker how I really just wanted to be a housewife and a mom. I still wouldn’t turn that life down, but I would do it with some freelance writing work on the side; I couldn’t give up writing.

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