move-in

i shut my super fat suitcase up already. beside me are two bagged apples my mom and i took from the hotel breakfast place. on the other side are two bottles of water we bought from Rite-Aid. i sit here, waiting for move-in.

my mom wants me to eat a chewable vitamin the size of a quarter. it tastes kind of like iron.just kidding, it's just a little sour. i tell her that it tastes hai how because she asks. it still tastes like medicine.

when i finish moving in, i'll write another blog post. till then, this is all i can put down into this box.