"He so needs to be voted off the island."

3 more days

and I will be on my way to beautiful Italia! I should probably start putting together a list of things I need to take and such. I just got my luggage out of storage the other day and I still haven’t even thought about that I should take other than my camera and passport. My sinus’ are giving me grief. Monday I woke up to the worst sinus pressure and headache I’ve ever had. I was burnin’ up and my throat was sore. Needless to say, I dragged myself to work, late… and I ended up leaving 3 hours early. I even went to bed early the night before. Oh well… as long as it’s gone by next Monday, I’ll be happy.

39 more days for my bad judgment’s repercussions lifespan to be over with. It’s not that painful, but the whole hassle of the situation has more than given me incite enough to steer clear from doing it again.

And lastly… no more days until Chris moves out, it’s today. I came home today to see a lot more emptiness than I expected. Shortly after, Kevin and Chris came back from moving his stuff to the dorm. This apartment feels way too empty with him gone. The only thing left is his bed and desk, which I figured are too big to get through the door so he still has to come back and take them apart, and a few smaller pieces here and there. After they left again to make another trip, I posted yet another ad on craigslist.org and sent out an e-mail to a bunch of my friends asking if they knew anyone who needed a place to please get in touch with me. Shortly after sending it, I suddenly became a little lightheaded and short of breath. My heart started pounding and I got a little scared; not because of what was happening, but what might happen… what if I don’t find a replacement? I can’t afford this place on my own, one; and two, I can’t afford to break the lease and move out on my own. So I’m stuck. Can’t stay, can’t go. I’m really afraid of what’s next. *sigh*