Let's rag on your relatives.

It was late. I was tired and I wasn't really thinking straight. And so when I heard the man clear his throat in the office across the hallway, my heart fluttered. I stood up from my seat and took a step before I stopped myself. It wasn't my dad. He's not here. It was my uncle who is staying in his office.

It was disappointing.

I think I'm ready to get out of here. I tried getting along for a while and that's just not working out. I think it's time for me to completely get out. Get my own space and just start living. It's time for me to start my own life where people don't fight with you because you're studying and not cleaning. Where people don't get mad at you because you call someone else out for going through your stuff. I have never been one to tolerate favoritism, and in my absence I forgot that it runs rampant here.

It's just time to cut my losses, I guess.

Comments

-~- said…

I understand exactly how you feel. And yes you should get out if you can. I don't know if you can afford rent because I don't know your salary, but it's probably worth it. My older sis is finishing up her residency and seems to be able to afford pretty nice apartments. I suppose it depends.

I saved and saved and saved up. After this semester, I'm just moving out. No ifs, ands, or buts. Come on we can do it!

December 5, 2009 at 10:46 AM

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