Thursday, April 23, 2009


There's simply not enough hours in a day. How am I supposed to find a new apartment when I can barely find the time to go out? The panic level of having to move is fucking up my mind right now. There's just too much pressure that I'm *this* close to going away somewhere and forget about everything.

So far, all the spaces we've checked out are either too ugly, too old, too small, too far or too expensive. Tomorrow's another day so good luck to me.

I should find a place by next week. Otherwise, homeless chic is the only way to go.

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