Sweet Catastrophe

the shit hit the fan. i emailed brit’s mom telling her i was thinking about moving, and why, and before i got the chance to tell brittany, i guess her mom told her for me. she was gone when i got up this morning. we’ve exchanged a few emails, nothing has gotten hostile yet. she’s home now and her door is open but i’m sure she’s probably not speaking to me. i talked to my mom and they’re gonna take my swing until i’m living somewhere i can get it back and they’ve got a trailer so i won’t have any problem moving. i still don’t know for sure when i’ll be moving, at the moment i’m planning on christmas break. as long as things don’t get too stressful around here, i think i’ll stick to that so brit’ll have some time to find new roommates. i’m just trying to be as mature about this as possible. hooray for stress though. i actually don’t mind that her mother got to her before i did. it saves me the stress of bringing it up. bringing up tough issues are where i have my problem. once it’s been brought up, i have no problem saying what needs to be said, no matter how harsh it may be.