Suh no one told you life was gonna be this way?

Suh. So.
I moved into a new apartment today.
And it was really hard.
Somehow this move involved more stuff than I think I've ever had. How does that happen? How do we all have so much stuff????
Anyway, somehow I'm always one of the last persons to move from an apartment. So I end up finding people's skookie pans and crock pots and oven mits and St. Patrick's Day decorations and various foods and various crap and THROWING IT ALL AWAY. Because there is no time for rational decisions when your roommates have left cupboards full of things behind! Things you may never use. Things that don't have boxes or any sign of seeming significance. Sure, we could've donated their forgotten items to the poor, sent them off to the island of misfit appliances. Except that oh wait! oh yeah! we have to be moved out in fifteen minutes and you gave us no warning of your foolishness. Dummies.
(I have randomly been watching a whole lot of Friends on DVD lately...and I keep thinking in their voices. That last bit was all Phoebe. Oops.)
Seriously though. There was some mass carnage going on this morning. Garbage bags full of useful things just littered everywhere.

Between myself and my roommate Haley, we moved around 500 lbs of apartment crap today. Maybe even 900 lbs. Or 5,000 lbs. I'm not sure. It was A LOT OF STUFF. And we only had ONE able bodied male helping us for most of the time. (Although my Asian former home teacher DID show up for about 5 minutes. He was wearing a karate kid bandanna and carried about 5 of the lightest items and set them down NEXT TO our car, and then left.) Needless to say, the events that transpired today were difficult. But every time I almost collapsed to the ground and admitted defeat I would just think, "Hey. Duh. This isn't going to last FOREVER. Eventually, at some point today, all your shiz will be in your NEW apartment! Maybe even unpacked!" And then I would calm down a little.

After we got everything inside (including my Justin Bieber cutout) we organized a little bit, tried to take naps, got SENSUOUS SANDWICHES, and organized some more.

By now, 7:44PM, I am at work and I am exhausted. I just feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone and nothing is real.

My new apartment is THE LUXURIOUS. It is so so nice. (Minus the broken coffee table. That I broke. When I sat on it earlier today.......) The bedrooms are huge and private, the bathrooms are big and fancy, the front room has nice cushy couches, and we have a washer and dryer INSIDE. I am so excited for these next few months. PLUS, I'm about .53 seconds away from campus/my job. So great.

This summer I will:
Get "tan"
Go swimming
Meet "hot local singles"
Make friends
Go to Seattle
Work work work
Get paper
Waste time
Make music
Watch a lot of movies
Have so much fun


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