What now?

we moved this week-end. my dad let me go. he was actually really great about it. i was almost ready to start crying in relief.

i feel like such an adult. i’m on my own insurance policy. i own two cars– in my name. next summer i’m gonna get a motorcycle, and then the summer after that, a little truck.

i’m just glad my best f. isn’t moving. or at least has the option to stay with us now.

i still don’t feel like i really know what it is to be an adult. people keep telling me i’ve  had to deal with more things in my life than most adults have.

i’ll have to finish later.