moocow
02-24-2008, 08:55 PM
For the past three years, my parents have been running my life. On the 12th, my dad screamed at me because I punished my child. That was the last straw, I guess. I should have left in September when my mom went crazy and punched me, threw shit at me and dumped my desk over. But I didn't. I just decided that I couldn't possibly take it anymore, and within a week my boyfriend and I were signing the lease to a two bedroom garden style apartment.
It's small, but cozy. So far the only rooms that are done is the bathroom and kitchen. We moved in on Friday and there's still boxes everywhere. It's hard to unpack and chase around a 3 years old who thinks he's Spiderman. But so far so good. I'm happy, and I'm already getting along with my family better than I was.
My next door neighbors are good friends of mine (known them for two years or so, pretty cool fuckers), and right down the hall is another good friend/the girl who I met Aaron through (his cousin, lol). So, it's all good. I'm close to friends, I'm on my own and I get to do what I want, basically.
That is all. Pictures when I get the internet at the crib.
It's small, but cozy. So far the only rooms that are done is the bathroom and kitchen. We moved in on Friday and there's still boxes everywhere. It's hard to unpack and chase around a 3 years old who thinks he's Spiderman. But so far so good. I'm happy, and I'm already getting along with my family better than I was.
My next door neighbors are good friends of mine (known them for two years or so, pretty cool fuckers), and right down the hall is another good friend/the girl who I met Aaron through (his cousin, lol). So, it's all good. I'm close to friends, I'm on my own and I get to do what I want, basically.
That is all. Pictures when I get the internet at the crib.