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So, Greg got his stuff out -- grudgingly -- and admitted that he intended to stiff me on the last $100 that he owed me for rent. I have since decided that maybe instead of paying me, he would rather deal with National Grid and National Fuel, both of which are in his name and have gone unpaid for 3 months because someone decided not to give me $100 when it could have been used to pay off these bills. Hmm. Funny how that happens. And since I no longer have intentions of friendly contact with Greg in the future, I can't wait to hear about his reaction when the collection papers finally show up in his parents mailbox.
Although. Someone texted me out of the blue yesterday. Someone who had first sent hateful hateful hateful texts attacking me for no reason, then 4 months of nothing, then yesterday: "this is fatty. paul wants his graphing calculator back from you."
.... .... .... what? this text feels incredibly fishy. Why, out of all people, would Katelyn be the one to text me if Paul did, in fact, have a calculator at the apartment that he thought he had forgotten? Also, he hadn't, as far as I know, had any calculator of any kind at the apartment. Why her? Why this random text? Why after all this time? It made me paranoid. I couldn't stop thinking of WHY. I made sure the doors were locked and checked the yard for suspicious peoples. I hate constantly worrying that one of them might show up someday clamming they had left something in the apartment, demanding entry or it's return. I worry about the cat most. But alas, there has been no other communications betwix Katelyn and myself, since I have never responded to any text she has ever sent me, since I don't know who ever even gave her my number in the first place. I would like to see how much it would be to change it though..
Though there is some pleasantness in my life these days. For one, there is another ginger now inhabiting the place known as Joe Smith. It is pretty nice to have someone around who I can just relax with and talk to. It's surreal to think we're actually living together.... we just never thought it would happen, so we never really talked about it, so right now it still doesn't seem "real." I have to say I'm enjoying it :)
Second, school is school is school is school. Two classes on campus, two classes online. Thank you, internet. Thank you, thank you.
Third, I'm working for my dad again. I can fit in my classes without hassle and I get cash-in-hand at $10/hr. It's not bad.... though it will be better when Joe has a paycheck to play with instead of just mine!
Fourth, I got a car. It's a new-used green-silver 2005 4-door sedan 35,000miles standard Ford Focus. I wept like a baby, an actual baby, when The Silver Bullet wouldn't pass inspection this year. It was too expensive to fix and just had too many problems. But it was my first car and I loved it. I loved the rust I had to repaint silver every spring. I loved the passenger mirror that only pointed at the ground. I loved the trunk with broken air lifts so it was extremely heavy to lift, and crashed closed if you didn't know better. I loved my designs painted on the hood and trunk.. I'll miss that car a lot. But. Sigh. The era of --wait for it-- The Clover Comet has arrived! Yup.
And Last, I do ever so enjoy the knowledge that "the gang" has pretty well fallen apart since the spring. Sure, Greg is still with Katelyn, but no one thinks they're very happy together. Paul's car got impounded because he's a dumbass, which means that he, and Sam, have no real way to get around places. Greg had heart problems that sent him to the hospital and when he got out, he went right back to the bar, because his parents haven't BOTH had multiple heart attacks or anything... And Dave, oh Dave. Well, Paul and Greg were told by --ready-- Katelyn (no, never!) that Dave had said once that they "needed to grow up." Greg and Paul did not like this, and have since stopped talking to Dave. I am not unhappy to hear this, and neither is Dave's GF. Tilli followed suit, seeming to think this comment was directed at him as well, or he is just trying to stay as loyal to Greg as possible (thereby taking his side to every cause) because he hasn't spoken to me in months either.
I am glad to say, even with all of this nonsense... I can still feel the absent of a giant weight, gone from my shoulders.. And it feels good.
BAM.
PS. DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN HARRY POTTER PRESALE TICKETS ARE AVAILABLE????? XD
Although. Someone texted me out of the blue yesterday. Someone who had first sent hateful hateful hateful texts attacking me for no reason, then 4 months of nothing, then yesterday: "this is fatty. paul wants his graphing calculator back from you."
.... .... .... what? this text feels incredibly fishy. Why, out of all people, would Katelyn be the one to text me if Paul did, in fact, have a calculator at the apartment that he thought he had forgotten? Also, he hadn't, as far as I know, had any calculator of any kind at the apartment. Why her? Why this random text? Why after all this time? It made me paranoid. I couldn't stop thinking of WHY. I made sure the doors were locked and checked the yard for suspicious peoples. I hate constantly worrying that one of them might show up someday clamming they had left something in the apartment, demanding entry or it's return. I worry about the cat most. But alas, there has been no other communications betwix Katelyn and myself, since I have never responded to any text she has ever sent me, since I don't know who ever even gave her my number in the first place. I would like to see how much it would be to change it though..
Though there is some pleasantness in my life these days. For one, there is another ginger now inhabiting the place known as Joe Smith. It is pretty nice to have someone around who I can just relax with and talk to. It's surreal to think we're actually living together.... we just never thought it would happen, so we never really talked about it, so right now it still doesn't seem "real." I have to say I'm enjoying it :)
Second, school is school is school is school. Two classes on campus, two classes online. Thank you, internet. Thank you, thank you.
Third, I'm working for my dad again. I can fit in my classes without hassle and I get cash-in-hand at $10/hr. It's not bad.... though it will be better when Joe has a paycheck to play with instead of just mine!
Fourth, I got a car. It's a new-used green-silver 2005 4-door sedan 35,000miles standard Ford Focus. I wept like a baby, an actual baby, when The Silver Bullet wouldn't pass inspection this year. It was too expensive to fix and just had too many problems. But it was my first car and I loved it. I loved the rust I had to repaint silver every spring. I loved the passenger mirror that only pointed at the ground. I loved the trunk with broken air lifts so it was extremely heavy to lift, and crashed closed if you didn't know better. I loved my designs painted on the hood and trunk.. I'll miss that car a lot. But. Sigh. The era of --wait for it-- The Clover Comet has arrived! Yup.
And Last, I do ever so enjoy the knowledge that "the gang" has pretty well fallen apart since the spring. Sure, Greg is still with Katelyn, but no one thinks they're very happy together. Paul's car got impounded because he's a dumbass, which means that he, and Sam, have no real way to get around places. Greg had heart problems that sent him to the hospital and when he got out, he went right back to the bar, because his parents haven't BOTH had multiple heart attacks or anything... And Dave, oh Dave. Well, Paul and Greg were told by --ready-- Katelyn (no, never!) that Dave had said once that they "needed to grow up." Greg and Paul did not like this, and have since stopped talking to Dave. I am not unhappy to hear this, and neither is Dave's GF. Tilli followed suit, seeming to think this comment was directed at him as well, or he is just trying to stay as loyal to Greg as possible (thereby taking his side to every cause) because he hasn't spoken to me in months either.
I am glad to say, even with all of this nonsense... I can still feel the absent of a giant weight, gone from my shoulders.. And it feels good.
BAM.
PS. DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN HARRY POTTER PRESALE TICKETS ARE AVAILABLE????? XD