My family is moving back to our house (7436 Colonial Dr.) this summer.
Robbie will continue going to Manitou Middle School, and my mom will continue to work in district 14.
My dad is stoked, Robbie doesn't care, and my mom is upset.

I am pissed off.
I am hoping beyond my wildest dreams that CU Boulder accepts me so that I can live there and not back on Colonial.
I don't want to go back. All of those memories all of that past. I thought I had it all to live with, not to literally live in.
Ughhhhhhhhh.

I had to pee in a cup today, even though I'm on my period.
I also got my blood drawn today.
3-4 quarts.
I feel like I'm dying, and I would be a terrible vampire.
 

If Boulder doesn't accept me, and only UCCS accepts me, I'm going to join the peace corps and get the fuck out of here.
My mom is finally down with the idea of me joining it, and I can't think of anything better to do.
It sounds so exciting, dangerous, and exhilarating. It's something I need to experience myself, too.
I hope I don't know anyone at all and meet completely different people.