probably wouldnt mind so much if I was the frog who slowly cooked alive while the water heated, having some time to get used to it and it wouldnt hurt too much. But instead of that Im being thrown into boiling water but I cant jump out. Im living at my mothers ex husbands house for a week without any home to settle into or any way to unpack. Akward as that is I also wont be able to move into my barbie sized condo until the day before college orientation. Sharing my home for the next three years with my sister and her boyfriend may be tough but doing it without any friends will be harder. I guess this is when life starts happening and s**t goes down. Its my first day, wish me luck??
amour le vamp Community Member 
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