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So much has happened, let me fill you in:
Went to San Francisco (it's a big scary place) and explored. Got a roommate from Germany who switched rooms after a night (not because of me, though). Met Rose and her friend Ana. We went to Lovefest. All people do there is hold hands and smoke pot. It was interesting. Got a new roommate, Ali, who is/was very social and nice. Turns out to be very self-centered and conceded, but I let it slide.
Anyway, said roommate convinces me to move to Vermont with her (where she's from) at the end of the month. She's only here to take a course so she can teach English to people in foreign countries, so she's flying back home once she finishes here. I agreed to go because I HATE San Francisco. It's not as gay as I was hoping, and I'll be damned if there isn't a person holding a designer bag. It's just not my kind of place. I need hippies. So I was stoked since Vermont is very homey and swarming with organic-apple-loving people, and I started making plans (i.e., finding an apartment/cottage, a job, researching the area) when everything goes down in flames. Ali, Nada and I went out for hookah last night and everything was honky dory until we got back to our room and Ali just started wailing on me for the Vermont thing. She went on for an hour and a half about how I was naive and irrational for wanting to go to Vermont and that I had so many opportunities here and that I couldn't just leave them. She yelled at me for all of this ridiculous shit even though she was the one who had convinced me to go in the first place, and she made me feel so small for basically no reason. And, something I can't believe, she played the Kayla card. YOU DON'T PULL THAT FUCKING CARD OUT IF YOU WANT TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING. I was so angry, but I stayed calm and very monotone through the whole thing.
So after all of that I finally threw my hands up (figuratively speaking) and decided to just stay in San Fran. The money that I was going to use to get an apartment/plane ticket to Burlington was then spent on a computer, since that was the original purpose of it.
Then, an hour ago, she tries to convince me to go to Vermont.
WHAT THE FUCK???
Went to San Francisco (it's a big scary place) and explored. Got a roommate from Germany who switched rooms after a night (not because of me, though). Met Rose and her friend Ana. We went to Lovefest. All people do there is hold hands and smoke pot. It was interesting. Got a new roommate, Ali, who is/was very social and nice. Turns out to be very self-centered and conceded, but I let it slide.
Anyway, said roommate convinces me to move to Vermont with her (where she's from) at the end of the month. She's only here to take a course so she can teach English to people in foreign countries, so she's flying back home once she finishes here. I agreed to go because I HATE San Francisco. It's not as gay as I was hoping, and I'll be damned if there isn't a person holding a designer bag. It's just not my kind of place. I need hippies. So I was stoked since Vermont is very homey and swarming with organic-apple-loving people, and I started making plans (i.e., finding an apartment/cottage, a job, researching the area) when everything goes down in flames. Ali, Nada and I went out for hookah last night and everything was honky dory until we got back to our room and Ali just started wailing on me for the Vermont thing. She went on for an hour and a half about how I was naive and irrational for wanting to go to Vermont and that I had so many opportunities here and that I couldn't just leave them. She yelled at me for all of this ridiculous shit even though she was the one who had convinced me to go in the first place, and she made me feel so small for basically no reason. And, something I can't believe, she played the Kayla card. YOU DON'T PULL THAT FUCKING CARD OUT IF YOU WANT TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING. I was so angry, but I stayed calm and very monotone through the whole thing.
So after all of that I finally threw my hands up (figuratively speaking) and decided to just stay in San Fran. The money that I was going to use to get an apartment/plane ticket to Burlington was then spent on a computer, since that was the original purpose of it.
Then, an hour ago, she tries to convince me to go to Vermont.
WHAT THE FUCK???