Before everything with Eric happened, I was saving up to move into my own studio apartment. I was going to move March 1st. The catalouge of possible rental properties arrived today, and I find myself still itching to get out of this crappy furnished place I'm living in. But then I think about the washer and dryer we have in the apartment, and how close it is to school... And I think about instilation fees for electricity and water and phone etc., and it seems kind of daunting to try to live on my own. Also, both my mom and my dad are talking about moving closer to me and having me move in with them. And Eric might need help after he gets out of the hosptial... Honestly, what I'd like to do is just move into a studio apartment in South Tampa like I wanted to before everyone butted in and my boyfriend had a medical emergency. I would have my own place and I would be close to Eric if he needed help with anything. Of course, I know I'm going to ask someone else's opinion and delay for months, until finally my lease is up here and I will have to move in with my dad or whoever. I really wish I made more money; then this wouldn't be such a big deal.
2:15 p.m. - Wednesday, Feb. 25, 2004
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