I Hate Going Home

(not the last entry)

I almost always come back from there feeling worse about myself.

Now I've been made to feel guilty about needing my furniture from the condo brought down to the new house on Saturday. My Dad doesn't think he's going to be able to lift it with just my Mom and I to help. He's known about this for WEEKS and just now he realizes this?? And of course this led to near-yelling and bickering and sarcastic comments because those are the only ways my family communicates anymore. I miss the days when it wasn't like that. . .

Well anyway. I am moving a bunch of stuff tomorrow. . .pretty much everything except for my computer, clothes, and food. I took some stuff I don't need back to the condo tonight, and took down some things from there that I thought I might want around.

Oh and speaking of the house, we totally lost Tim as a housemate. We already knew he needed some helped coming up with all the money by tomorrow, but neither Nick nor Chris were able to get in contact with him for the past week, and he hasn't tried calling them to say what's going on. So, we've basically taken this as a sign that he's backing out, which originally meant we'd be screwed over, since it's too pricey for just the 3 of us, but Amanda offered to move in instead. This is also interesting since before she hadn't wanted to move in unless there were going to be 5 of us, but I guess she changed her mind. Hopefully her and Nick won't have any problems living together, as they both made it sound like that was going to be an issue when it was mentioned previously.

Maybe the last entry will be tomorrow. And if you have my AIM sn, be sure to check out my new pics. :p