Dear Diary,
With the house, it is looking like an actual house now. The stucco on the house is close to being finished. All they need to do is color it and then the outside would be done. For the inside, all of the drywall is in and the painting process is starting soon. All windows and doors are in now. Fireplace is in and started. I picked out the theme for my room and the paint colors. I'm making a travel theme! The wall colors will be royal blue and an off-white color.
We also got this news a few days ago too. With our rental house, the lady who owns it went to Costa Rica. Since she is returning some time within the next month or two, she has decided that she is going to have the rental house for sale. She needs the money. So, hopefully, we won't get kicked out from the house and live in a hotel for a few weeks. I just want school to be over so I can focus on the house and things like that. I would like to focus on myself too.
Topic two. This probably started back in May. One night I got two texts from two different people and roughly at the exact same time. Two guys I'm friends with (Isaac and Garrett) texted me "hey" moments apart from each other. Since I have received a text like this from Garrett, it didn't phase me too much. But getting a text from Isaac really shocked me. We've become pretty good friends this year because of school and other common friends, but I wasn't expecting him to text me. I responded to both of them. I ended the conversation with Garrett roughly two hours in. I found that things got awkward again. With my conversation with Isaac, everything came naturally. Nothing was awkward and the conversation seemed it could last forever. Actually, that conversation lasted until he fell asleep on me at 2am. But for texting, our conversations and stories came naturally. That night (and the night after) I learned a lot about him and vice versa. We talked about parties/alcohol, my photography, what I want to do after high school and more.
Tomorrow is my science final then I'm done with school.
Also, I have no idea but I think my depression may be coming back. I don't want to do anything and I'd rather be alone and listen to my music.
Talk soon,
Sarah
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