ambie

so my tommy came down yesterday... I might be racing his trans am sunday at the drag strip.

I have been thinking of moving home. I cant get out of debt with what I am doing and where I live. this is so hard

I just went with Christine ( my ultra conservative co worker) to check out the new Cardigans cd that best buy doesnt have ( ) and then Eat n Puke... which is what I am about to do... It was pretty grody.

So the deal with moving home is you have to know the story to start and I am about to enlighten all.

In August of 2002 I moved to downtown Cleveland and went to Cleveland State, in May of 03 I moved into an apt with my roommate and two of our friends, my roommate attacked me (I didnt want to clean up after her and told her so) and I moved into my bf at the times apt in Parma (this is in June of 03) at the end of August of 03 I moved back to my moms and quit school ( I couldnt stand living in someone elses place and being alone because my ex was an alcoholic and would get so drunk he would pee on the bed while i was sleeping next to him... I cant stand alcoholics now). My original plan was to instead of majoring in graphic communications just go get my RN and do that for a while, well that didnt happen. I started dating this conservative biker republican hunter maggot shit face steeler fan. I kinda felt bad for him, he is three inches shorter than me and about 200 lbs, but he had just come back from Iraq so I tried to give him a chance. When I was thinking of leaving him his dad died and he asked me to move in with him. So I decided on a spur of the moment thing to move from Sharon Pa/ Hubbard Oh to Natrona, Pa. The biggest mistake of my life. F let his brother who is 8 years older than him live practically for free in this shitty little house he owned down in the ghetto that is going to fall in on itself, across the street from his mom. January was the shittiest month in history. I didnt have a job (started racking up my new batch of debt) and i lived with the worlds two largest slobs who expected me to be just like their trash mother and clean up after them. I don't clean up after people. I finally got a job and that night F and I broke up, I started my job the next Thursday and moved into my apt that Saturday, Valentines Day... can you say lonely as hell.

So at my new job, my rent is half my pay, which means I will never get ahead or pay any of my debt off. Creditors call me 400 times a day... $6500 total. I was thinking of moving back to Ytown and getting a job there and living with my aunt so at least thne I can get out of debt. At least there I have family and friends, here I don't have either. Plus I have student loans.
My original plan of paying off my debt and going to the Art Institute ( i was accepted based on my interview without filling anything out, thats not bad) while still living with F. Obviosly that didn't happen because I didn't forsee rent in all of that. So this is my life, my hard decision. I still have acceptance and can go to the art institute whenever I want (that was my dream school from the time I could read or write) but I just don't see any of this possible....

On the bright side I am working on getting a new set together for my app submission. I just have to get some ideas and a good day for both me and BountyHunter....

so, thats that... hopefully that will clear things up about me