I had to find my birth certificate before I left, so I could fill out the government paperwork once I start one of my jobs. It's weird: Florida, Louisiana, Florida then DC.
Still haven't found a place. I might just go with one. I'm so tired of not knowing. There's several places out there, but none of them are that great... but I figure I'm (hah) sorta street-smart... and hopefully I will make some friends that will help me out.
I don't know if I should go with university housing or with a shared house with people I don't know. ---
I have to do this. This is the best opportunity that has ever been thrown at me. I just keep trying to think what he would say. I want to know so badly what he thinks, but I'm scared to ask... but I guess that will be tomorrow's goal.
I need to make the housing decision. Ugh!