undecided...

So, here's my dilemma...I moved into my apartment with the excitement and fear of the best or worst things that could occur. I was put into a room that a. doesn't have a wall...but a sliding door...straaaange, b. didn't have a door when i first moved in (now it does, problem solved), and c. had some of the most obnoxious roommates just feet away at all times. I decided to take things into my own hands and realized I couldn't live like this for the next 6 months (the time of my lease). I discussed my problem with the head of Collegiate Housing Services and she gave me the option to move into a different apartment that had a vacant private room. Sounds perfect! It was in my top choice apartment building, and 3 more roommates who may be of similar maturity....

So, I checked out the new pad yesterday, met the girls and saw the place. First of all, the room was smaller, but HAD A WALL, also had a larger closet (can't go wrong there), but one of my possible future roommates locked herself in her room for the entire time I was there. Okay, shut me out already then, bitch. The other two were allright. Still not someone I would choose to hang out with if I were home. They seemed to get along nicely, but would I fit in? Here at my apartment, I almost feel like my roommates look up to me and are excited to see me at every chance.

Now, here I am trying to weigh out the pros and cons and decide where to live...

Sweetwater Pros: three fun loving roommates, i'm already moved in, my internet works (for free, shhh), I really am starting to actually semi-like my roommates, the common grounds we have on CHS rules, it is EXTREMELY close to school, I know where work is from here, I'll pay less in gas.

Sweetwater Cons: the lack of responsibility, I don't have a wall!!!, my roommates are loud, people over all the time!, neighbors, kind of ghetto apartments...really.

Preserve Pros: private space, bigger apartment (not room), gated complex, quieter (is that a word?) roommates, nicer area, near shops, stores, and restaurants,

Preserve Cons: still, wierd roommates...i might get lonely, waayyyy further away :( ugh, I have to move..AGAIN..and i just found out how much i HATE it!

I know what you're thinking. I'm a spoiled brat. Why do I have to stress sooo much over something so stupid? Especially when it is only pertaining to the next 6 months...minimal, right? I just can't put myself to a conclusion and start leaning one way and then the other. Any help?

Here Goes Nothing...

I can't believe I'm finally here. And although there are some bumps in the road even still to come, I have a sense of relief and accomplishment all at the same time. Even in my loneliness, I am truly finally getting to know myself and get to use my strengths to do what God sent me here to do. I use the title "A Grain Of Sand" only lightly to represent myself and the new world I'll be living in. A petty life among others and a completely different surrounding separating my life from plenty of others. I'm here now, so here it goes!

So I just moved to Tampa, FL from Davenport, IA. I believe it took about 1400 miles to get here. Not only is it my 4th time being here, but I am here to stay. I am attending IADT to pursue a career in Advertising and Design. All aspect of this Florida living are perfect for me, and it doesn't just include the beaches. I think this is somewhere I belong.



Today was completely uneventful (besides the task of moving in, which I wouldn't dare call eventful now that I know the horrors of moving) compared to an average Saturday night in D-port for me. I am left in a city where I am limited to the people I know so far, which consist of my 3 roommates who are not significantly younger than me, but young enough to completely hold no similar interests as I have, where I do not know where I'm going (which the GPS isn't even helping when there are new roads and interstates EVERYWHERE!), where I have NO job, and NO money because of it, but I am still in love with it. I love the joys of cooking, even though I claim I don't know how, mama has taught me enough. I'm hoping I can just master the art of spaghetti (with a personal touch) tomorrow when I cook for my greatful children...I mean roommates... I love the joys of being able to feel like I can go somewhere alone, and continue to be alone because I definitely won't run into anyone I know at the Dale Mabry Wal-Mart. I love the freedom I feel to start anew, and be me because everyone is going to have to make new impressions on me rather than what they already know (cuz they don't know a damn thing about me). It's great, it's an adventure, it's my new life.



And yes, of course, I miss my family (Sooooooo much!) and my friends (Sooooo much!)..but why don't you get your asses down here and visit lil ol me, Beach! ha.