FINALLY OUT OF HELL.

I don’t think anyone knows how overjoyed I am to say that I FINALLY moved. I signed sublet papers this morning, everything is official, and I’m FINALLY out of hell. My roommates, ever since we discussed moving out, have been complete and utter bitches. The snow hindered our Saturday move-out processes, so we had to stop flat in the middle of them. Instead of being courteous and having her friends park on the street, my roommate decided it’d be a good idea to have her friends park right behind me in the driveway. She knew what she was doing bc she walked straight through the door. When I had to leave the girl goes “Oh that’s me!” giggles, and then leaves completely. Obviously this pissed me off.  

I didn’t finish moving everything (because my boyfriend is the main mover of things, I don’t have manpower and have class—he does too, but chooses not to go? idek.) and whenever that happened, I got bitched at for “not getting my things.” Lol hokayyyy, because how am I supposed to get my things whenever I did come to get them, someone on the street was having  party (aka, no street parking) and one of my roommates boyfriend’s was parked in the driveway and the others friends, along with two of my roommates.  It pissed me off because it was 11 PM, and this is what is going on in my life when I have to go and sign sublet papers at 9 AM. Basically, I stated that there was no other way but to just wait until I had already given my keys over. 

BUT THAT IS BESIDE THE POINT. Not everything is moved out, and my boyfriends subletter isn’t finalized (so that adds a little bit of stress to the pot) BUT I AM STILL SO EXCITED TO BE IN MY OWN PLACE. We last minute found a place since there were several people that seemed to be wanting us to move in, and then didn’t (one including my relative, so it was fuckin great.) Finally, on that Friday whenever my relative told me she didn’t have a place for us anymore because her friend “e-mailed her in the last 3 minutes, etc.” We drove out to try and find places. We found a house, called the number, and it ended up being 5 bedrooms (aka not necessary) and they informed us they had a two bedroom available ASAP.

I had to clean a bit and I’m STILL not done (it’s only been since Saturday, don’t judge.) but I can FINALLY say that I am out of hell, and my hair has fallen out significantly less since we’ve signed lease papers.