Moving out tomorrow. Started packing and did some washing. Handed in a CV plus a few online applications. Found some crap in the drawers I had to throw away like rotted fruit and bread with mould.
The new landlord said if I had a change in circumstances then I could find someone to replace me on the lease. Not bad, if I fail to get a job within a month then I will give up on this place and go home for good. I like being an adult, I’m investing in renting a room in the hopes the gamble will pay off and I’ll find a job, if I don’t get one within a month, it’s time to cut my losses and try something else. I somehow have a sizeable amount of savings that I don’t want to eat to far into.
Filling up a suitcase is quite a saddening experience for me, memories of last year haunt me still.
When I was walking back from the city centre, two girls in a car stopped and called me over. It was raining but I moved to remove my hood until I realised how that was not appropriate, the girls asked how to get to a certain location. I pointed and said “further down”, not sure if I said it as clearly or as loudly as I thought. Heard one of the girls scoffing as I promopty walked away after feeling I had answered their question.
Mum called, said it would be nice to have me home. Not sure why but I’m not as high on this place as I was a while ago. Really hope I get replies to my job applications tomorrow.