Thursday, 13 October 2011

Move out...now!

Once again, I'm being told by Mom to move the hell out of the house and get my own place because it's unfair on my youngest brother to share a room with someone. I just hope I can move out to Lostwithiel and be near the project and all soon, as Richard has suggested to me a few times. Been told I can either move to Lostwithiel with him, or remain in Looe and get a train pass to get to Lostwithiel. At this point, I think the answer is pretty obvious. I wanna move out to Lostwithiel. That way, I'd be away from Mom's asshole boyfriend, and Mom can be extremely happy that she doesn't have me around anymore. Question is, will it all work out? I certainly hope so. I know for sure I need to be living near someone I know incase something bad happens to me, and I want to be living away from the regular stress I get here.

Although, in Sean's mind, what do I have to be stressed about? I'm not ladened with bills and all. Well, Sean, have you ever consider that you're the bulk of the fucking stress? You're certainly not helping anything, that's for sure.

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