... I feel it. I hate being reliant on others, yet, at the moment I have to be. Now, I wouldn't overley mind if they actually did what they were supposed to do, like, chech their voicemail for a request to send references that are needed for my bloody tenancy application to be approved. Ugh... I move in less than 5 days (on Saturday) and I'm SO CLOSE to getting everything sorted. The reference gets sent, I get sent my lease, I sign and return it, I get my key when me and Dad pay the last payment on saturday. It's simple. yet I'm so bloody far away from it. D<.

Gone is my fear about losing my house place, in comes the anger about people not doing their part too.

Anger aside, I've begun preparations for packing. That begins with clearing out my old closets and wardrobes. I found TONS of old crap from my old days at school. Some of it is pre-millenial stuff too. It's funny, back then all I dreamed of being was a soldier in the Army, and It showed in what I used to write. I even found an old art folder that came from year seven (around 2001), 9/11 to be honest. It's why I hate that folder.) Back then I didn't care about art, but looking inside, damn have I changed...

Anyway, I'll probably post a piece before I leave (assuming I actually finish it before i do go.) It's the one that some of you saw me color on air two weeks ago. Man, I've been slacking... I'll probably update this journal before I go too.

Oh ya, apparently DeviantART poses a security risk to my computer. It apparently has a trojan, possibly to do with some of it's adverts (I don't get them as I am subbed.) Just a little word of caution.