I just want to get on with it, get it over with. My life is on hold, I hate it. Let's move on, this is a horible place to be right now, unsure of where you're going to be in a month, two months, whatever, and you can't plan anything. Not even in your mind - what you're going to make for Thanksgiving, because you don't know where you'll be! I don't know if I'll be finishing the quarter here, or if I'll be dropping. Do I need to start looking for another school? I have started a bit, but I don't want to get too involved because I don't know when I'll start.
This could be good, or it could be a horrible, horrible thing. I could end up in a house I hate, in a life I hate, and wishing I was back in Texas. I keep thinking to myself it will all be so much better, but maybe it's like the song by Michael W. Smith - Lamu. Lamu...far away...you know it's there that you can run from the one inside of you. But no, it's a fictitional place, you can never run from yourself. There you'll always be. I'll still be the girl with no friends and no job, going to school. Nothing will change that. Just a different address.