Moving Out Week!

No, not me sadly. Everyone else however seems to have wasted no time in getting thier own places. 6 of my friends moved into their own places in the last 3 days. And guess who had to help move. It still hurts when I move.
Britney and three other friends moved into a really cute little house... clear across town :(. But moved out none the less. And I really am excited to have somewhere to hang out when I need to leave my house. I already reserved my private couch. tee hee.
My other two best friends found a basement suite about a block away from that house. I give them two weeks before one of them is bleeding on the floor. And it will be Steph, because she is already driving Jess crazy, and me aswell for that matter (seeing as how I am the councillor). I spent all of Saturday moving all their shit in, how the two of them manage to have so much stuff I will never know. Me and another friend moved everything. Both beds, three pieces each, on our own. And they have a lot of stairs. TVs, dressers, countless bags and boxes. I am so so so sore. I don't think they really understand yet how much they owe me. Moving Britney in was much more fun, way less crap, and we kidnapped some boys to do the heavy lifting.
I am going to be the designated 'handyman/muscle" for both houses however. Doesn't matter how many times I yell at them for calling me a handyman they still do. Jerks. Whatever, I have to find some way to earn my keep since I never going to be leaving.
Me, I am going to start looking for a place as soon as I get back from Vancouver. I got a job this week!!! Cow Bay Cafe! Got the call at 8 o'clock this morning, Yay! Britney and I get to be work buddies! I hope this is going to be good. So Tomi and I (since we are apparently the only ones left) are going to start looking for a place as soon as I get back. This might involve some money borrowing, but I NEED to move out! Before I murder my family and have to move into a cell for life.
I just have to wait until September. September. September...