i have finally given into blogging. its something i've been meaning to do start actually.
i've been wanting to do something that mattered. not just to me, but something others will benefit from; something that will make a difference. i'm not quite sure what it is i want to do, but i'm positive it will be good.
about two weeks ago, i moved home from ny. here's what happened:
as you may know, i moved last august. i moved in with a guy and his family i'd met through zumiez. i figured it'd give me time to save money and get my own place. i thought he was awesome before i moved in, a little clingy, but a good dude. you know that saying "you never truly know someone until you live with them" or whatever it is? well, i wish i did, so my belongings weren't thrown out in the rain 3 days after my arrival. so after that, my belongings were transfered across the street to a guy that i'll refer to as "jefferson." well, jefferson was also employed at zumiez and we had become really close, rather quick. i thought he was awesome although i believe he secretly thought he was the object of my desire. totally not true, btw. gross. well, i thought things were going just fine for about a month and then out of the blue, he told me i had to move out. this upset his mother a lot because not only did their dog bite me on numerous occasions, but jefferson's sister grew quite close to me. so from there i moved half a mile away, in the rain again to another friend's house named louis. well, louis wasn't the best friend he'd promised he was. he was in it to win it. i'd let him borrow money when he needed it, let him use my laptop and gave him metrocards. i figured it was the least i could do. but he BY FAR had the most amazing family. i'm ashamed to admit i haven't kept contact since christmas. but i truly did love his family. at this point, i had picked up a second job at an architecture firm. well, i lived with louis for another month and a half until my house was ready. i moved in with a guy named jason (actual) and he was ok until i forgot to return "teeth." GRRRRRRR! his angry bear came out. we also had a third roommate named dave (actual). he was an awkward, large asian. but he had a heart of gold and just wanted a pretty ladyyy. i lived there for 7 months (?) and we had some good times. in early january, i'd picked up a third job. the holidays put me in debt. i worked at billabong/element in times square. that was a great job. i was lucky to have met so many great people. in early february, i was "let go" from the architecture firm. that sucked. but luckily, some faggot wanted to rent my room. his name was richard. i moved into the "computer room" of my house which previously had no computers in it. it was okay though due to the fact that i'd spend 3 nights a week in my own bed and saved me $350 a month. well in april, my lease was up and i moved home.
here i am now, baltimore.
living in nyc was the experience of my life. i have so many stories of illegal activities. i can't wait to move back.
since i've been home, i've reunited with a lot of friends. like muffin:)
but there's still no place like ny.
if you're interested in moving to nyc within the next year, let me know.
ohh! and if ANYONE has a decent, single, female friend that's okay with dating an asian, pleasssseeeeee let me know. please.
