Just because it works out, doesn’t mean it works out how I planned.

I miss my best friendddddddddddd. ❤

Ugh. It’s so tough sometimes. I just want to shop and be with my true friends, it’s like a curse. I can’t have all the money in the world to shop, and all of my fabulous friends live hours away. I think I figured out my college plans though, but as you know if you follow my blog, those change daily.

I am going to HCCC next year. Well.. scratch that statement. I will be enrolled as a student at HCCC but I will be taking all of my courses online, and I will be getting my associates. I will not live in this rinky dink town though, I’ll move with my parents to Buffalo, where I can start over, work real retail (like Chanel or something), get a new car (part of the deal with my parents), and laptop. Oh, and I don’t have to pay room and board or for food obviously, so I can still shop quite a bit.


I have this feeling like I want to cry though.

I want a social lifeeeee.

I want that roommate that makes me pull my hair out because of the banana peel she left on the dresser.. Or the roomate I can share clothes with. But you don’t always get what you want. And $50,000 a year doesn’t mean you’re guaranteed a good roommate. $0 guarantees the worst thing I can get is my sister, and they WILL NOT make me share anyways, if I have any say.

I know this is the most practical decision, even if it’s one I don’t want to make. I know that I can study in London year 3 and then go to SCAD year 4 if I am still in love with it. Or go to FIT. Even Marist or Lasell. All I know is I will have way more options and should qualify for more financial aid since we are doubling the size and cost of our house by moving.

But the pessimist in me says, like hell our house is gonna sell..

It’s been on the market since September and 2 people have looked at it. You are putting your college decisions on hold for THAT? Even if monthly your parents are lowering the price $5,000, nobody in their right mind is going to want to move into this town. I wouldn’t anyways.

I plan on talking to my grandparents this weekend for Easter and seeing if I can guarantee my living in Buffalo -with them- with or without the rest of my family, prior to when the house sells, this summer. I just feel like, I’m screwed, but I have to make the best of it. And someone out there has got it worse than me.

Trust me. Someone out there, most people out there don’t have this beautiful a wardrobe. 🙂

It’ll work out. There’s no other option, but it working out.

The tough thing is, just because it works out, doesn’t mean it works out how I planned.