Last Day at Home

Last night was, I hope, the last time ever, that my mother calls me telling me to get home already. It was at 23:42 and I was hanging out with Masa, our new RP, outside the Hesburger. I told her yes, yes, I will be home in a short while. And she went on about her wanting to go to bed.. yahdiyah.. Anyway, I was at home at 00.30, and I locked the doors and then I had some bread and went to bed. Then I slept soundly, till I was awoken by the apartment broker at 11 am. He told me I could get the keys today, and so I didn’t mind being woken up :)
I have been cleaning my room a bit and collecting stuff still to be packed (my boxes are in the trunk of mom’s car). I will probably pack the rest of my stuff and go clean at the apartment today, so tomorrow I can go there bright and early to start moving my stuff! Anssi wants to help so I’m not allowed to start without him.. :P I told him to skive school, but he hasn’t replied to that message….
I realised yesterday that it was Jackson’s 51st birthday the day before and was shocked that I hadn’t remembered on time! I’M SORRY MICHAEL, DON’T BE MAD AT ME! I LOVE YOU! I’m sure he forgives me. Listening to Baby be Mine. Can’t wait to get my CD’s unpacked, so I can listen to whole albums, not just Billie Jean over and over on youtube.
Tomorrow I start my indipendant life - Without a washing machine, without curtains and without a sofa. See you then!