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[relicknight]

The way things don't go as planned, cant say that im angry, because ive learned quite a bit. I started with a plan. My sister, Isaac, and myself, and maybe another friend or two, were going to get a house. Well, as plans go that one failed. My sister got a nice job and had made a group of friends with hopes of benefactors. So naturally she stayed in California, as well she should have. Isaac and i were split by the burden of bills. He also was thrown in the daddy position by his family and friends. He was branded with the mark of everyone else's responsibility. I could have easily been too. We were the only ones with a clean rental history. And so we split. The children i were looking after were less appreciative and deppressing to live with. I could go into long detail of the hell, but i think i already have a while back. And when all chips were down, i had felt no choice but to leave, i started making my goodbyes. A painful experience every time. But upon the very last friend i was to say goodbye to, i got an offer. A place where i could live for free so long as i went to school. (an offer i would only expect from my parents). I would be living with my good friend Paul and a mother and son, Ryan and Gail. From these two, the kindness of strangers was a renewed concept, an endangered action but not quite extinct. So with them i stayed for three and a half months. During that time i had become close to Ryan and Paul. They had become good friends, I had gotten to know Paul even better than before. The poor guy had gone through a rough time, and i like to think that i was helping him though that time. However i take great pride in my room and where i live, but during those three and a half months i didnt have one friend come over. It was always just me and my roommates. Online video games and work, became my life. With the occasional outing with friends. I would have gone out more, but life can be so busy for some. I dont say that with distain but understanding. They know what they are doing and have to do, i am actually jelous because i have not found my path in live yet. But for some of my friends it wasnt the case. A couple were talking crap behind peoples back, some just didnt care, and one that i considered a good friend wouldnt return my calls. I know when i piss people off or why someone wouldnt call, but he had no reason that i could think of. Anyway, over time i just got lonely. I missed my family. I decided to move back, but this time it was different, I came back not because i had to or felt i needed to. But because I wanted to. I really wanted to see my old friends and my family. I want to be happy in life. My sister and I plan on moving out and getting a house or appartment together with a friend or two of our choosing as roomates. My sister is going to help me get a job at Harrah's casino, and if that doesnt work out my friend Chris will get me a job delivering pizza. Either way i hope to have a job soon. And will probably move out. I hope to go to school some day, but for now i want to spoil myself.

Hopefully ill see you all around!