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So stressed. So tired. I am putting in applications Wednesday to get another job since I'm just not making enough at flaming amys. Stupid car payment. And I'm behind in money because my room mate dropped the bomb on the first of last month that she couldn't pay rent, leaving me to come up with the money as to not get evicted since me and the dogs have nowhere to go. I have never been this strapped for money in my life. I hate it so hard. Oh yea, and I can't pay for school this semester so I'm losing my insurance. Awesome.


So so so tired of the friendboy (he insists not boyfriend, but I'm not allowed to talk to or hang with other dudes without him throwing a hissy fit) but alas, here I lay waiting for him to get back from his drunken xanax midnight bike ride. Rebound decisions are the best. I need to do something about this soon. I miss my stupid ex too much to even think about hanging out with anyone else. The fucked up part is I broke up with him, but I took all the good stuff for granted and focused on the negative and I think I'm more miserable now than before. Plus he got all skinny and even more secksy.


Ugghhh. I hate not having money or internet. Or cable. Or free time. Apparently according to the friendboy and the ex I've lost all my passion and drive. I'm not sure what that means but it must be something since they've both told me.....