Moving Out

Yesterday I went to Bath to visit the campus one more time before I move there permanently. I was put into a group of three other girls and driven to houses, which I was told I was to chose one with the other three and put payment down for it immediately. I was not aware this was what was on the agenda... I was speechless! I wanted a place so badly and the three girls seemed lovely so I was soon taken out of my shock and began feeling a little more excited.
The first two houses were pretty bland; cheap furnishings, small rooms. I fell in love with the third property before the door was even opened. There's a small path leading down to it. Inside there are 4 bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a abthroom with shower and bath, a conservatory, an airing cupboard and a lovely big garden with a shed and a back passageway at the end. It's a beautiful old building with a butlers sink in the kitchen and wooden floors (which are sadly being carpeted as we speak to make the house warmer in the winter months). Every room is a generous size. It's idyllic.
Of course everyone wanted the master bedroom (which is enormous!), so we wrote down the numbers 1, 2, 3 and 4 on pieces of paper and each took one (not knowing what number we were getting). I picked number one, so I had first choice. Fantastic! Humongous room it is.
The house is right next to bus stops (but seeing as we're down a path it wont be loud =]) and shops including a wine shop, health food shops, a new sainsbury's and some antique shops. It's also 5 minutes away my Uncle Rob's house who I hardly ever see because of the distance (he'll not be able to escape me now!).
We went back to the agency, read through the terms and conditions and signed some papers. Sadly, when I got home I got a message from Tasha (one of the house sharers) saying she couldn't afford it and is going to be living at home instead (Bristol). I've found a new girl who wants to share who Jess, Beth (the other two housemates) and I will be meeting tomorrow at the agency when we go and make out first months deposit.
I'm too excited for words. I want to move in there right away! I'm planning to go in 2 weeks (Sept. 7th) as long as everything runs smoothly and I have all my finances sorted.
I'm the happiest girl in the world.

Anticipation

I've had enough of living here, now. It seems every day is just an unsettling length of time before I start my life. Going to uni will give me the chance to start afresh and recreate myself. I can't wait to meet wholly new people and live beside people my own age - (as of now it seems as if the world is filled with pensioners and angry pre-teen delinquents).
I'm fed up with everything - this house, my parents, my friends, my clothes, my city...
There is nothing holding me back from moving on completely to a whole other life. Of course there'll be moments when I look back and fondly reminisce, but I don't think I'll be missing anything any time soon.

People promise to keep in contact and I know they wont. I wont blame them, either. I think I'd rather them not. Not that I don't love them, but I'm truly ready to move on.

Just waiting...