I've been growing my hair out, as to why...that's my business and I would appreciate people to stop making assumptions as to why. But it's grown back curly oddly enough. I've also gained 50lbs which I'm now struggling to loose! What i would give to be 145 again! ; )
I'm single...thank God. I'm way too busy to date. I work between 32 and 40 hours a week at my full time job, and I'm on call at my part-time job. Plus I am also going to school full time at Southern Maine Community College, as a Criminal Justice major. Good news...I actually have a GPA now!! LOL it only took me 4 semester to do! Last semester was really hard too. Especially once Chritsmas season started. I work 44 day straight along with going to classes...and lucky me I ended up getting the flu during finals week, and got to work at the hotel with a fever of 102.1 for 2 nights. Let me tell you...I never want to ever do that again! As fun as it sounds...lol. : )
In October I moved into an apartment with my friends Justin and Tom. It is now February and I am now moving out....they have yet to be told that. Neither one of them ever did the dishes, one always went to Platinum Plus the other alway sat on his ass ans played video games. So i started to become their live-in-maid. Well then the furnace decided that it was going to play games. Every night I have to go into the basement and kick the damn thing on. By morning it turned itself off, and the apartment was starting to get cold. By the time I got home from work, the boys would be on the couch, watching tv, huddled under blankets, waiting for me to go back into the basement to turn the heat on, because the apartment would be about 50 degrees. Justin claimed he told the landlord 3 times that the furnace needed to be fix, but yet i went almost 2 months like that. And since both my roomates are pathalogical liars, I don't know what to believe.
But the last straw was this past tuesday. I came home from school around 1:30pm on Monday. Justin wasn't home, but he had left a note and it said "gone home [Old Town] for a few days to think. Mom will my come back down with me on Wed night for a few days. PLease clean the apartment before we get back" All day Sunday he sat on the couch and played video games. If he wanted the place cleaned so bad for his mother, he should have cleaned it before he left, and left us a note asking us not to make a mess because his mother would be coming down with him. Well Tuesday morning i didn't have school or work, so i started cleaning. The apartment was cold and i didn't feel like going down to the basement to kick the furnace on. The beds of my nails were blue, and I was starting to clean the apartment. After I finished cleaning the livingroom I pretty much said "F*#@ this!" I'm tired of spending my days off cleaning. So I pack up the majority of my stuff and took it back to my parents house. I'm going to try and go over tomorrow or Sunday to get the rest of it before I go to work.
I feel bad for just up and leaving them, but i can't stand to live in the cold anymore. And i'm tired of feeling like a maid. I want to relax and have fun on my days off, but I don't want to come home to an apartment that smells bad and it's cold and dirty!
One last thing before I go to bed...I've had something on my mind for alomst 2 years now. It won't go away. And I'm debating on writing a letter, expressing how I feel about it. I need my voice to be heard. I don't care if they respond, I just need to writing it, and know they got it. And hopefully then my mind will be at peace about it, and I can finally move on.