Looking for apartments is a hard thing to do. So many questions to ask, so many things to say, leaving you feeling like there’s always something missing. That maybe you should have asked one more question. On Monday, Rose and I viewed an apartment that I thought was perfect. It was large and beautiful. Some places of the house were fixer-uppers, but I didn’t think it was anything but small. We are going to see another two bedroom today at 3 pm. It’s located near the health unit which is great, and it’s also near the school which is also a good thing. It’s central, and that’s what I’m looking for. I don’t want to have to walk from Gormanville to get to where I need to go, which is where the one we’re viewing this evening at 7 pm. I would have to walk a lot, and nothing I know is around me, to make things easier. However, it is close to where Rose has to go, which manipulates her decision to think about what she wants, and less about what I want. But it’s okay, somehow it will all work itself out and things will get better. I hope.
Do I expect a lot from this place we’re seeing today? Not really. I expect it to be clean and big enough for the two of us. I also expect it to be available June 1st. This way, I will be able to get first and last and be able to stay there a while. I want to know that I will be stable. Have things fall into place the way they were meant to fall into place.
If we don’t get either apartment I don’t know what we are going to do. Things have a way of going wrong, and I have a thing for really disliking disappointment.
Oh well.
So what are my duties for this week? I have to finish my second progress report in English by Tuesday. Also, I have to finish my rough draft in French by Tuesday. And I have a math test today that I am pretty sure I’m not going to get completely right on. Which is okay, because I have a lot on my mind, a lot of things to do and I can’t keep putting everything on my shoulders. Life doesn’t work that way. It could, but I would be completely stressed out and malfunctioning completely by the time I’m 25 and that’s not right. After all, I have the rest of my life to live.
I should be doing my work right now but I feel like I should vent a little. Write a few things down to get out of my head to be able to concentrate on a few other more important things. I mean, school is very important, don’t get me wrong. But there’s this other thing called “Real Life” that constitutes to being a little bit more important. I mean, I am trying to establish something that I will be working on for the rest of my life. I’m trying to start my life better. Trying to make sure that at the end of the day, I have a safe place to call home, and something to call mine.
Hopefully things will work out with a roommate. This means, however, that we will have to establish a long set of rules and make sure both of us follow them, but I think that will be okay. She’ll be working most of the time, which means, I will have to be in charge of most of the housework, which is semi fine with me, because I’ll be home most of the time. But, I am not touching her things, her bedroom, or anything like that. Can’t afford to have her suspect something gone missing just because I decided to dust the dressers.
Oh, and today they are having a talent show at school, and I’ll have to miss it. Not looking forward to the thing that I was looking forward to seeing, being taken away from me because I have to go see apartments instead. But hey, I get dinner in the process and that’s fine with me. I wonder what’s for dinner tonight. I hope it’s not spaghetti. I can’t stand to have that anymore. Maybe something homemade. Mm. Anyways, I have to go get to Physics now. Something tells me I am not going to have fun there. But hey, I have French after that and even then I don’t want to do anything. Then there’s lunch, but I don’t have one today.. and then there’s Math and then I have to NOT go to the talent show.. cause of the stupid apartment viewing. Yay.
