IsThisTheBeginning?

It's done.

The apartment is on the market. Supposedly someone is coming to see the house tomorrow. Which is somewhat discomforting. Or humble abode has transformed into a picturesque rental apartment in paradise. It's actually kind of fun. It's like living in a entirely different place. My parents cleaned house. We hardly have any junk lying around. I don't really believe it yet. I'll only believe it when my parents get the money and buy the plane tickets. Until then...

School and leisure. Ahhh, the two things every teenager in America goes through. Unless you have a part time job, in that case, kudos. This is the last week of September. According to my calendar this is my last 'boring' month. October, November, and December are going to be filled with excitement. Maybe even a new home! *GASP*

The idea of going to an entirely new place doesn't scare me at all. Don't people usually dislike the whole idea of moving to a new place? I tend to even forget the fact that we could move anytime in the next couple of months. Even though I have lived here for my whole life, I don't feel any remorse when I think of moving. Sure, I have friends and memories. But I don't really feel any sort of sadness or stress. I am just too easy going I suppose. Selling my things and trimming my stockpile doesn't bother me at all. As I always thought, my parent's practicality has rubbed off on me, in a good way, of course.

All we can do is wait. Wait for the right person to buy this old apartment with so many memories. I spent 9 years of my life in this apartment. I am only 17, so I have spent most of my life in this little place. I might miss it when we finally leave.