I'm sad.

[_amyzing]

I just saw recent pictures of my old roomie/ex best friend up on Facebook. I went from still being incredibly angry at her, to being sad for her. She doesn't look good. She looks like I did when I let working at the bar and drinking all the time get to me. She looks like I did a year and a half ago, in pictures with those people we hung out with

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[_amyzing]

well that girl has done lots for me to be angry with. i don't hate her, by any means, but i don't "hate" many people. she was my close friend for 4 years, we worked 3 jobs together, and we lived in two different apartments. after sacrificing her life for her boyfriend (who was a good guy, it's just their relationship was just not going anywhere, and didn't) she cut me off, along with most everyone else. i dealt with not seeing her. but after about a month of her never being around, she came and told me she was having movers come the next day and that she was out. she had told the apartment people some sob story (i still don't know what her mother and her said to get her off the lease...) and they let her off free and clear. so i had to pay the full rent of this expensive apartment that we moved in because she wanted to have some place that would be impressive when we had people over. she had only lived there 4 months, i had the other 8 to take care of. she didn't even bother to try and find me a new roommate. from the day she left with all her stuff i haven't talked to her. i tried to call for various reasons but she doesn't answer or return my voicemails. so i've given up. when i signed the lease on that place with her, i never thought she'd bail on me. not to mention, she knew what i was going through with my mom dying, and had her mom show up everywhere with her and do the talking (knowing very well i would have a hard time standing my ground to her). she doesn't live in reality, her parents pay for everything for her. her world revolves around buying new clothes, purses, shoes, etc. that will make her look pretty/rich/hip/you name it. she doesn't have any hobbies, she just spends all her time trying to be what she thinks is perfect. i hope that she wakes up and realizes that what she's doing, and who she's doing it with is not good. i don't want her to go through all that.

hehe, he painted the apartment when he first moved there. i love the red, too. and he had just cleaned since we had moved everything, it's not always that clean. =P