Please forgive the lack of political news in this diary. It is just my personal stress being let out.
I am moving out on August 1st, which is not too far from now, with my two best friends. I am only moving about an hour away from home so its not too far, but its far enough. And I am starting to get a little freaked out. I am nineteen years old, the oldest of five children, and the only girl. The only girl part used to get hard at times, but it also has its advantages (my own room).
Needless to say, living at home with so many siblings drives me crazy. It would drive anyone crazy at times. And plus, mom and my step-dad can get on my nerves too as with any family. No one gets along all the time (duh), but even with the worst of arguments (or worse) we always know we are family at the end of the day whether we want to admit it or not.
That is why I am getting a little freaked out about moving away. It will just be weird to be away from all of the craziness and arguments that make me want to pull my hair out. My mom depends on me a lot with my youngest brother, Bob (yes we call him Bob) who is 8, and it will be weird not seeing him everyday and saving him from the torment of the older brothers.
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