Stitching Hope.

So pissed.

I thought I had a room mate. I was good to go. She came to look at the apartment today… and brought her boyfriend. Apparently she was too shy to mention that he would be moving in as well.

Well thanks for telling me.

I actually manned up and told them that if I would have known beforehand it would be different, but that I don’t want to live with three people. He said he can’t afford to live on his own and wants to be close to school, blah blah, and even did the math of how much rent would be.

I will not be taken advantage of. I told them I would “think about it” and let the girl know on saturday (we planned to have lunch), but that I really didn’t want to have 3 people in the apartment.

FML.

I think that if you are moving into a place, and the person is set for you to move in, you should PROBABLY mention if your significant other is tagging along.

UGHH

Why can’t anyone just be GOOD to me?

Package of note cards: $2.00, Sharpie: $1.50,

Covering the neighbor’s door in notes because their crappy music loudly plays both day and night?: PRICELESS

Bought the best sweater and pair of shoes today.

AND a bunch of ties for Kevin =]

Oh D.I, how I love you so <3

Apparently I’m giving blood tomorrow

I got a phone call confirming my appointment and I was like “Um, what?” Apparently they called at ten am on tuesday but uh…. I slept until noon that day. I guess I did it in my sleep O__O

Sometimes I wonder

Who of my friends would come to my rescue if my car was broken down in BFE, or who I would call crying if I got into a wreck (and who would drop everything to come see if I was ok). Or whether or not I’d even live, who would call 911? Who would see it on the news and call someone to see if they had heard from me?

This is especially when I listen to “Right Where It Belongs” (NIN) in the car. It would be the perfect song for a slow motion car wreck. I really should remove it from my car playlist. I love the song, but it just makes me want to crash my car.