Mom says that my Uncle Cliff called over the weekend, and he suggested that I move in with them and go to college up in Illinois. For six years.

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Not that it isn't a cool idea, but I'm not exactly.. I mean.. wtf, mate? ^^ It just seemed like a very out-of-the-blue decision. I don't even know them very well - I haven't seen Cliff since I was 12, and the last time I saw Aunt Jo was when we visited them when I was something like 8. What's more, I don't even know where Illinois is - I had to look it up! Ugh. It's like in the middle of nowhere, I don't even know anybody in IL (do I?).. It's just as far away from everybody as Florida is. Only it's colder. And right next to Indiana.

I think they live to the south a little, last time I checked it was a town called Champaign. It wouldn't be bad living with them - it might actually be the best thing. They actually live NEAR stuff, and there are REAL bus transit systems, they said I'd have my own room - and these folks aren't poor, either. I wouldn't even call them middle-class... maybe high-end middle-class or low-end high-class. I'm not sure what Jo-Ellen does for a living, but Cliff is (or was) a latin prof. at a University.. or something else that pays relatively high! >:x

The problem is, I don't like the idea of moving in with somebody I hardly know, especially a relative, without my mommy. I mean, it's horrible living here sometimes, we argue and fight and stress each other out way more than is healthy. But if I'm going to be moving in with somebody who, for the majority of my life, has been an authority figure (albeit a distant one), I want my mom there too. Even though I'm an adult now - I'd still be living with them, from the sounds of it for free, and that means they have special authority over me. I mean, everybody you rent from has authority over you, like don't blast music at 3a.m. and don't punch holes in the ceiling, please -- but I mean the kind of "What were you doing out until 4:30 in the morning?" authority.

I guess I'm just worried. Maybe I should accept his offer. But.. sigh. ;; I'd really have to get a job and things like that. I really need to now, too, but.. hm. Maybe it's a little late, but the more I think about it, the more this seems to be a somewhat good idea. I've been wanting to get out of Florida and farther north for ages, and move to a place where the nearest bookstore isn't an hour away. Well. Maybe I could get mom to drive up there with me, and stay for a bit, and if things go horribly wrong we can both drive back, and if they go amazingly right I can stay. I guess I'll talk with her about it. I dunno.

It's just.. the reason they're doing this is for her sake, anyway. I guess I am a little bit of a buren. :/ They want to "take her off your hands," and suchlike. And no, I'm not just making this up, it's what mom told me (well, after I asked). When I think of it like that, I'm really uneasy about staying, because I feel somehow unwelcome. That's why I'd like her to come up with me.

Hmm. I'll sleep on it, but the idea's making me nervous... :(