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In the last week more than three times the though of moving back in with my parents crossed my mind....would I have more money? would I be happy again? could I actually stand having to be under someone rule again? could I go back to living in the "arizona room" and not having my own space? And I have come to realize that the answer to these questions is no. No I just couldn't do it. I enjoy more than anything ahving my own space. But this up every night with three or four or five people over thing is really starting to get to me. And the cleaning up after everyone too.
I am so utterly and completely frustrated in my roommates. They argue and bitch and are just flat out fuckin retarded. And didn't pay the rent. They only paid 475 all together when they were supposed to pay 300. Now in order to keep living here right now (which mind you I can't afford to lose) have to come up with the rest of rent. Our rent is 1200 fairly cheap for this house. and we each are supposed to pay 300...well I paid mine and coochie paid his so there is our 600 and NOW we have to cover 125 that THEY decided they didn't want to pay?!?!? It's like really WTF is that!?!? I cant wait to get back outta here.
My truck died again and I just need help fixing it and I cant get that anywhere. I am just so frustrated with everything!!!
bye