back to square one
last friday was the freaking WORST. i went to work in detroit, and i talked to shelley (the girl who said back in november that she'd rent the upstairs of her house to me for $375 +half of utilities) and she said she had bad news for me. she has been telling me for a month that i'd be moving in the 2nd week of december, so my dad's got a trailer rented to haul all my shit and i'm ready to start moving. and then she tells me that her dad just informed her that he wants to charge $800 a month for the upstairs of the house, ALL OF A FUCKING SUDDEN. she had some whackass explanation about how her dad has backed taxes and blah blah. so of course i'm not going to pay $800 a month for the upstairs of someone's stupid house when i could get a whole place to myself for that much. and i don't wanna pay that much for rent anyway.
i'm just pissed that she was so nonchalant and unapologetic about it, basically screwing me over and changing her mind the second i was ready to move in. i was waiting the whole fucking time and could have been looking for another place. but i guess that's what i should expect from some skinny little black bitch who looks like a cracked out lil bow wow. yeah, i know that was mean.
so after i was informed of that, i had a terrible night and made practically nothing. i was ready to snap as i was walking out the door, and suddenly the bouncer got in my face and demanded my tip for him. bad timing. i refused, he said "fuck you", i flipped out and said "fuck you too!" and yelled to the manager that i quit and everyone in detroit can fuck off! the bouncer was yelling shit at me as i was walking out the door and i was knocking bitches over just to get outta there. i will never step foot in that shithole again. GOOD. GREAT.
so as of right now, i no longer have an apartment or a job. looks like i'm back to square one. so i went back to the drawing board.... and i also met my probation officer today. he was cool and said that as long as i met with him once a month and didn't get in trouble, that i'd be off probation in 6 months. no drug testing or anything. it makes sense since i DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING.
so i decided that right now i'm gonna go back to college and hopefully finish up. i only have 2 or 3 more semesters to go, then i'll be off probation and i'll have my degree and i can move to canada and continue school there and leave this shit behind me! as far as money goes, i live with my dad right now and i can afford the few bills i have, as i still have a little chunk of money left in my savings. i'll probably just get a regular job for a while and chill the fuck out. things will be like they used to again... maybe it will be a nice break. there's plenty of time to go dance and make a shitload of money again and get my own place. i'm sorry for the rambling, i just have to reassure myself that everything is still great. everybody says i'm such a strong person. the secret to that is denial.
you know the funny thing? i told jeff a long time ago that when i save up $5000 for an apartment, that's when i'll move out. i didn't wanna go get a place and have just enough money for the deposit and the first month. i wanted to have a little safety net of money, plus money for furniture and all the sweet shit i was gonna buy to furnish the place. i had that much on october 10th when my mom flipped out on me, and i keep wishing i could go back in time and just get a place sooner. half of the reason i stayed with my mom is because i knew she needed help with her rent and i wanted to help her. well, fuck that bitch.
i am looking forward to going back to college. i thought i'd never say this, but..... i miss homework. oh god. graphic design is fun and i miss having all kinds of projects to work on. YOU DIDN'T HEAR THAT.
also, when i'm in college and getting good grades, my dad is awesome. i was on the dean's list for 2 years, top percent of the college. my dad is far more inclined to buy me stuff when he's proud of me, and this could possibly result in a new car. pimpin.
i have to go cook dinner before he gets home though, since i'm the woman in the house now and i belong in the kitchen (ahahaha, i'm a girl and that shit is still funny)..
before i go, here is an incredibly adorable picture of jeff and i. it was taken october 1st (my 21st birthday). yeeeep.
i'm just pissed that she was so nonchalant and unapologetic about it, basically screwing me over and changing her mind the second i was ready to move in. i was waiting the whole fucking time and could have been looking for another place. but i guess that's what i should expect from some skinny little black bitch who looks like a cracked out lil bow wow. yeah, i know that was mean.
so after i was informed of that, i had a terrible night and made practically nothing. i was ready to snap as i was walking out the door, and suddenly the bouncer got in my face and demanded my tip for him. bad timing. i refused, he said "fuck you", i flipped out and said "fuck you too!" and yelled to the manager that i quit and everyone in detroit can fuck off! the bouncer was yelling shit at me as i was walking out the door and i was knocking bitches over just to get outta there. i will never step foot in that shithole again. GOOD. GREAT.
so as of right now, i no longer have an apartment or a job. looks like i'm back to square one. so i went back to the drawing board.... and i also met my probation officer today. he was cool and said that as long as i met with him once a month and didn't get in trouble, that i'd be off probation in 6 months. no drug testing or anything. it makes sense since i DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING.
so i decided that right now i'm gonna go back to college and hopefully finish up. i only have 2 or 3 more semesters to go, then i'll be off probation and i'll have my degree and i can move to canada and continue school there and leave this shit behind me! as far as money goes, i live with my dad right now and i can afford the few bills i have, as i still have a little chunk of money left in my savings. i'll probably just get a regular job for a while and chill the fuck out. things will be like they used to again... maybe it will be a nice break. there's plenty of time to go dance and make a shitload of money again and get my own place. i'm sorry for the rambling, i just have to reassure myself that everything is still great. everybody says i'm such a strong person. the secret to that is denial.
you know the funny thing? i told jeff a long time ago that when i save up $5000 for an apartment, that's when i'll move out. i didn't wanna go get a place and have just enough money for the deposit and the first month. i wanted to have a little safety net of money, plus money for furniture and all the sweet shit i was gonna buy to furnish the place. i had that much on october 10th when my mom flipped out on me, and i keep wishing i could go back in time and just get a place sooner. half of the reason i stayed with my mom is because i knew she needed help with her rent and i wanted to help her. well, fuck that bitch.
i am looking forward to going back to college. i thought i'd never say this, but..... i miss homework. oh god. graphic design is fun and i miss having all kinds of projects to work on. YOU DIDN'T HEAR THAT.
also, when i'm in college and getting good grades, my dad is awesome. i was on the dean's list for 2 years, top percent of the college. my dad is far more inclined to buy me stuff when he's proud of me, and this could possibly result in a new car. pimpin.
i have to go cook dinner before he gets home though, since i'm the woman in the house now and i belong in the kitchen (ahahaha, i'm a girl and that shit is still funny)..
before i go, here is an incredibly adorable picture of jeff and i. it was taken october 1st (my 21st birthday). yeeeep.