This summer has been very interesting. I was/am a “live in girl friend”, aka I lived with my boyfriend and his family this summer. It had been a learning experience for sure. Some of my personal flaws have become a lot more known to me, like how I tend to be very forgetful (but that is beyond the point). Next week I move back to Virginia long enough to pack up my things, say goodbye, then move back to South Carolina.
It is going to be hard to say goodbye and leave here. Of course, I love getting to see my boyfriend on a regular basis. It has its positives and negatives. We get on each other nerves, like any couple, but we are also each other support systems. This summer has been a test for sure to see if we are compatitable to live with each other in the future. I am happy to say that there really are no complaints. I know he doesn’t want me to leave, but why would he? Anytime I mention how I have to move back he mutters something under his breath about hows its “stupid”. Trust me I don’t really wanna move 7+ hours away from you dear but I also have an education to finish. I’m halfway done now and I’m not quitting. It will undoubtitly be hard only getting to see him only once every month or two but thats how life is.
I’m not going to lie, I am looking forward to having my own room and bathroom again. I’m also going to be happy to not live out of my mess of a suitcase anymore. I will have my own room set up how I like it. I will have my own bathroom and drawers. On that note I offically have my address and apartment number for my place :) I feel all grown up now.
I realize that this post has been pretty scrambled and a lot of random thoughts. My bad. I’m pretty tired.
The boy and I.