I was supposed to be moving on June 5th. The guy I was going to be rooming with called me this morning and said his sister's place flooded, so he had to give her the room, and then transfered back my deposit.

Fuck everything.

I'm looking at a new place tomorrow. Let's hope this is my last non-pone blog barf.

The first guy called and offered the place back to me.

My anxiety cannot take this shit.

I'm just relieved.