I'm so bad at this blogging thing

I've been telling myself all week "REMEMBER TO BLOG" then I can't think of what to talk about so I wait and wait till its too late. Ugh. Well I guess I'll talk about the frustration of the weekend. My parents and friends from back home came up because we are moving into an apartment next year, and my parents just wanted to see it. Well we were naive enough to think we could do it in one weekend. We accomplished the goal but it was the most stressful weekend of my live. I thought of pulling my hair about about nine times. I thought about dropping out of school and going to live with my boyfriend in the army land. We found what we were looking for, kind of.... but we decided it is good enough and we asked around and people liked it so we figured "well worst comes to worse its only one year." But I hate moving into a place thinking that way. This is stressful. Thats the best idea the military has, barracks. Everyone lives in the same dern place (which aren't as bad as you'd think...depending on the base) The barracks I went to were like 50 times nicer than the dorms I've seen here.... Lets live in the barracks.