Yeah right. We are NOT going to be a party apartment... seriously, can you see us 4 throwing bangers all the time??? I would be FREAKING out about the germs, Jess would go to bed at 4 and get up at 5 to clean, Emilia would stress herself silly, and Sally might never come home!!!! Ha ha ha. OK, so we had a good one, but we have to sure to not make us the party-place.
All said and done, the apartment rocks. I have sweet jobs and am making money. I'm studying to get ahead in my classes for the fall. I'm about to go on the pump and change my diabetic life (my whole life) forever. I have re-realized the love I have always had waiting, and it is phenomenal. I got a beautiful new car which I love. I got my bettas back! My bird is flying (here comes trouble). My friends are amazing (well, the ones I see, anyways). MY LIFE FEELS A LOT BETTER.
My new car says "KISS MY BUTT"! Hey, this baby needs a new name, seeing as Jalapeno has retired!
"The party life is better with beer..."
So anyways, now that I've spent too long putting these stupid things in here (pictures, I mean), ENJOY! [PS- I refused to take pictures of the 3 meatheads that showed up, the girls which I could not stomach, I missed Cen and Seth because they are elusive folks, Pam and her boy toy were not seen by the camera, and Emo seems to get lost an awful lot. ]
Ciao ciao until I am re-born. Smell ya later.