Shoot Your Shot (On Hold)

Shifting in my seat, I try to move as slowly as possible to avoid anything falling on me. "You think you would have learned after last year." My mom and dad have been complaining since the beginning of the ride (three hours ago) that I brought too many things for my room, again.
To be honest I tried to bring as less as possible, leaving half of my clothes and decorations at home. Somehow the car still ended up full from the back of the truck to the seat next to me, leaving close to no space for my parents to bring their own luggage. Let me say my dad wasn't really thrilled.
My first year was even worse. We had to take two cars to bring everything, and I ended up sending a quarter of it back due to the lack of space in a bog-style residence room. This year though I'm living off campus in an apartment, so there is probably more space in the room for everything. Unfortunately, I took a decision too late and ended up in the only apartment available... with three guys. Who knows, it could be fun.
