This past week has been the most busiest, longest, craziest week of my life. My mom and dad said that I could move out, and I moved out. Moving out is one of the most stressful things to do in life. I may not have experienced much in my 18 years of living, but still - it's stressful. My boyfriend and I found a really good deal on a place, and that was one of the main reasons we moved out so soon. We were going to wait until we both graduated, but we just couldn't pass this place up.
It looks good, smells good, not really in a neighborhood (which is what we wanted), close to Walmart, where I tan, and close to both of our families. We haven't just completely shut everyone out of our lives and that's one of the things that irks me. Everyone in school says "You guys aren't ready for this," "You're making a bad decision," "Y'all aren't going to work out." All I do is laugh in their faces because no one knows how Duckey and I are together. We've been through just about everything, and we wouldn't change it for ANYthing. Living together is a challenge, but we are making it work. It's so nice waking up to my boyfriend, with him holding me and kissing my cheek when he just so happens to wake up before me.
Overall, I am a very happy girl. Nothing can really change that. I'm still close with my mom, he's still close with his sister, and we are very much happy with each other. Life is just...amazing. Hope everyone is having a great week just as I am.