First day back to work.
My cat likes to model for me.
I’m almost completely packed up to head home. I have one final still. My cat is freaking out because of all the boxes and moving stuff around. My boyfriend has been super busy with his finals. I am going to miss this shithole of a room but it was me and my roommates home for a year. My last year on campus.
I am excited to go back home for summer but anxious. I am going to be instantly busy when I get back with going through our storage unit, doing community service for a scholarship and working. My relationship with my sister isn’t the best and she moved back in and last time I went home it didn’t feel like the same home, I felt like a visitor. I am excited to be with my mom and my cat again but I am worried. I am going to be apart from the boy and I am going to really fucking miss him. He has been the best since we got back together. He can see me whenever he wants which is nice but his grandparents hate me and threatened him with stopping the payment of his tuition the last time when we were spending too much time together. I have less than a week here and am really sad. Next year I am going to be a senior and I am terrified.