In other news, I moved out of my Urbana apartment this weekend. My parents came down on Saturday and helped me box the stuff that was left there and then they drove it home to Batavia that afternoon. It was weird being in that room when it was completely empty. Good thing Michelle and I (and Brooke) hung went out to dinner and then ate (delicious) brownies. I'm sad that Michelle's leaving me, but I'm glad I got some hang out time with her this weekend. Oh, and we got to hang out with my future husband and his roommate, too. :)
They're building a new apartment complex right next to my Urbana apartment and so the driveway/steps are completely torn out of the place. We pretty much had to jump from my doorway into a pile of dirt to get all my stuff out of the place. My parents loved that, haha.
Now I'm back in Peoria. I had a pretty rough week last week with a lot of highs and lows both in work and out of work. I'd use the rollercoaster imagery, but I suppose it's been done. I need to stop being stupid about everything, rebuild some walls and suck it up. ...maybe if I stay busy with work I don't have to deal with anything real? Sounds like a plan, Stan. Less than a week...less than a week...less than a week...
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