Well, I've been trying to join the Navy, filling out paperwork, doing physical tasks and filling out more paperwork since September 2011. It's apparent to me now that they obviously don't want me, so I'm going to move in with my oldest brother and start college back up as soon as I can.

I walked out on my shitty ass job without quitting, so I'm gonna wind up getting fired. But I don't care, because that place was finally getting on my last nerve and I was seconds from snapping.

So here I sit, looking at what money I have and packing up my stuff before I move down to Lynchburg to rent my oldest brother's basement. He's put in a good word with his boss already so I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get a job there soon enough.

I plan on staying there only long enough to start my next semester at one of the local colleges (I picked the one with the best art program in the area), by that time I'll live on campus for one, maybe two years. Then I'll move into an apartment near the college because it's cheaper that way and finish up my degree(s).

So, yeah. Moving on Friday, things may go horribly wrong or amazingly terrific. Wish me luck with my first major step of moving out of my parent's house.