This whole 'to move out or not' thing is really freaking me out. Despite my less then steller track record with roommates I've managed to snag meetings with about 3 girls. Part of me is like "woohoo!" the other part is more like "holy crap!" Now I'm known to have serious nest issues- every year from summer camp through college my mother couldn't drop me off without me clinging to her and begging "Don't go!" And this was when I knew I was coming back home at the end of the year. So imagine my freaking out now. As for the slutty girl below - well I'm just curious why she showed up as a graphic on google when I typed in image search for "panic"!
