|Oh you pretty chitty bang bang pretty chitty bang bang we love you...
||[20 Sep 2005|01:52pm]
|| pissed off
I can't trust strangers anymore.
I took this fucker into my home with good faith, and since day one he's been nothing but a fucking headache. And right when I grow the balls to actually confront him about how pissed off I am, he throws "I can't afford to live here anymore, I'm moving into my friends basement and I might be leaving on the 1st of October!".......(flips through cheesy Cap College agenda book> Well tra-lee-fucking-dah! That's 10 days away!
So now on top of the fact that school is eating me away, and work as well. My loan has yet to come in, I haven't had a good solid meal in over a week (and obviously the other personal woes that I won't bore anyone with) I have this to add on to my "FUCK MY ASS!! THIS SUCKS" list, tiboot.
I can't stand this anymore. I know we weren't getting along very well, Phil and I. But I was more than willing to try to make things work. All I ever do is try to make things work, and I get literally shat in the face for it.
On a lighter note, my boy will be coming to me from Calgary in a couple weeks. If I have anything at all to be excited for, it's that.
OH!!! AND!!!! I'm coming home.
My plan is to come to Thunder Bay for maybe four or five days during Christmas.
I miss WAYYYYYY TOO MANY OF YOU!!! I think about everyone in Thunder Bay almost constantly. It usually happens when I'm at school and I see someone that resembles someone from High School, or someone from a music show of some sort, or a cute boy I saw at the Apollo.
I need to shower.