After a nice long hiatus from the
blogging world I’m now back and ready for it all over again. (Maybe, at least I
hope so.)
So this is going to be a bit long,
so you can be a little caught up on this Albino's world. I’ll go slowly so you
don't get lost.
Let me start with "The
Apartment"
I once read story by Truman Capote
about a women in her studio apartment. Now this story had some strange similarities
to me in my own studio but, the reason for this story sticking with me is
because I wanted this to be me for real. Living on my own was by far the
greatest thing that could happen to me mentally. Although I was mentally ready
I wasn't near financially ready to be on my own. Especially in a large city
like Chicago I just wasn't ready.
It all started with the premature
move to Chicago, into a 3 bedroom one bathroom high rise apartment. While I
loved the apartment, and the large bedroom I occupied that was where my luck
ran out. Besides not getting along with my two roommates, which the details
don't matter just yet. Let’s talk about the Apartment itself. The bathroom was
the size of a matchbox, too small for a 3 bedroom that’s for damn sure. The
lights from Wrigley Field could be seen during baseball season, even with the
blinds down. the paying for laundry, while its not rare in a big city, it is
annoying, and I am sorry that I sort my clothes and use more than one washer at
time but, I do everyone GET OVER IT. Now let me see I was only in that
apartment for *counts on fingers* four to five months. This is where I fault
myself, because I had friends I didn’t NEED friends where I lived but, let's
face it I felt uncomfortable. And I really wish I was better at explaining that
to people but I wasn't and that is where things went wrong. I should have
stayed in the apartment for the full of the lease. It would have been cheaper
and it was just all around better financially. I didn't do that. But I should
have known I couldn't seriously live on my own just yet.
Now the Fremont apartment was a
little better then first only for one reason: It was my space and all mine and I
didn't have to share with no one! But that is all it had going for it (and a
large ass closet). It had a mini fridge, a mini stove (Why the hell was
everything mini? Do I look mini to you?), no table space, mold, and no shower
head....yes, but it was all mine. I still had to pay for washing clothes, I had
to take the trash outside (the first apartment had a garbage shoot) and it stayed
cold during the winter. now as far as the financial part of this story, I
couldn't do it, I couldn't afford it and I was basically kicked out, and now
have it on my brother's credit and mine....oops! Yes, I am paying for that now.
Along with my debt that I owe everyone else. Well so where did I end up? In a
house in Andersonville, with two Gay Guys (they will have their own book). Now
I’m just WAITING to go back to Champaign, IL. At the end of the summer I will
be back tracking only to get back on track with my education and financially be
able to stay above water and in the sky a lot longer.
Now the "Education"
part I mentioned
Dear Columbia College Chicago,
Why must you be my expensive dream
school? Why must you be my dream campus? Why must you have the entire thing I
desire in an Education but the price? I met everyone there. I felt like it was
a perfect place for me and yet, my dream crashed again due to the finically
unstable nature my parent and I were in at the time, it just didn't happen for
me like I want it to be. At the moment I should be a junior but I am not and I
am ok with that, because I am going back. Now how all this time spent in
Chicago and I haven't been in a class room yet? well this is because of financial
Aid and we all know how the government can be at times so can I just leave it
at that and move on with my life and just get it done.
Now where does this leave Terri.
Well the next Post will be the goals. As you can see this will be the start of
the new Blog. This will be about me getting back on track and me tracking my
ways through the "Live Alone" goal, so getting me through my classes,
saving my money and paying off all of my debt.
It’s going to be honest the whole way. You will know what I
have, how far I have to go, and if i''m going to make it
-you will also see me getting my things together to get me moving out again...and becoming a real adult.
Peace and Love until next time
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