So I had completely forgot about this until right now. Today I got an email from www.tblog.com, and it informed me of some changes. So I decided to check it out. But of course, it's been so long since I've been here, I don't know what's different! Well, I know what's different about me. And all I know is I hope my mom doesn't know about this one. Hopefully, if she does, I've been away so long she thinks I've forgotten. That's what got me into this mess in the first place. Yeah, I'm in a mess. A royal mess. I'm having trouble with roommates. First I get kicked out of my house. Why, you ask? Well, all because my mom read my online blog (MSN Space) and when she asked me, okay, demanded me to talk to her, I didn't tell her everything she had read. Blah, blah, blah, I'm pretty much over it. But then I move in with my friend. We go through some roommate issues, and finally get everything sorted out, and it's just the two of us. Then HE comes along. And boy do I hate HIM. And I don't hate anybody. Well, except HIM. HE drives me nuts! And at one point, she didn't go to work (because we just got our eviction notice) so HE freaked out and left, and threw out his toothbrush, so she was sure HE was never coming back again, so I took her out to dinner to cheer her up. I thought we at least made some headway in the getting over the asshole territory when HE sent me a text message. She almost jumped up and ran home. So now he practically lives at our apartment, and I can't talk to her when he's around, and he continually tickles her and she giggles so loud I'm sure the neighbours can hear her. And it may be jealousy, or it may be irritation, but I'm not sure how much longer I can put up with it. Right now, I'm at my mom's, four out of seven nights a week, if not more, just to get away from him. I'd move back in with my mom, but I don't have a room to stay in, except the computer room, and I seem to make my mom worse the more often I'm here. Her and her drinking problem. She drank all weekend, and now I can just barely hear Keith, her boyfriend, criticizing her for it. I'm glad someone is finally standing up to her, but I know all she's going to do is lock herself in her room and drink more. I only wish she'd stop. I have grown used to her drinking, but I can't put up with it. It drives me nuts. I just can't see her like that. And apparently she was beyond all control on New Year's Eve, when my sister had a friend from Ottawa at the house. She's just getting worse and worse. But Keith told me yesterday, that she hasn't been that bad lately. Only when I started coming around more is what I think. And if I have no where else to go, what's going to happen when I come home? Or do I really want to know?
