so I've never been on my own. And now I am. Not completely of course. I am such a little stereotype because my parents are paying for everything, minus the little money I have saved up from graduating and you know... work. Which I don't do anymore. anyway. so of course I'm not ON MY OWN in the lifetime movie sense, but I'm still more alone than i've ever felt in my life.
I am in a new state, at a COMPLETELY new school (and not just new building... but it's COLLEGE.. this has got to be different, right?)annnd I have no idea who ANYONE is. I haven't even met my roommate yet.
ok. so worse. People are outside just chillin, and I'm iinnnnnnnnnnnnn here. And part of me wants to RUN outside and say "HI! My name is blah blah blah blah blah blah... and on and on until we're all bestests of bffs and whatever. But I'm shy, for some reason. It's a new feeling. I guess I just don't know what to do.
anyway. So because I'm new at this whole on my own business... every sound in this apartment is magnified times 10. I swear, I've run to the door 20 times because i thought someone was knocking. And someone upstairs keeps moving crap around. And I don't want to touch the stove. Because I don't know how to work it. Also, it looks like it was pieced together by a toddler. And the microwave... it sounds like its going to blow up every time I turn it on. It's this AWEFUL wirring/buzzing/burr sound. I am convinced that it is radioactive.