The Beginning of Break/ing
Saturday, December 19th 2009 - 10:06 p.m.
Oh dear. Just. Wow. I didn’t know people were even CAPABLE of stooping as low as this girl has gone. I mean, really.
So, she barely talks to me, unless she decides there’s a problem that she’d like to insinuate is my fault. But, on facebook, it’s even worse. She’s not bound by physical tension, so she gets all high-and-mighty and spews commands, insults, and insinuations more fluidly than any fountain spouts water.
She started off by asking me what we had to talk about. Confused, I asked what she meant. She replied with “You know I can see what you and your friends say about me on facebook, right?” And I was still confused, because I hadn’t been on facebook all damn day, let alone specifically to incriminate myself with posted bitchery over her insignificant existence. She sent me “screenshots”. As if her photoshop skills aren’t evident with her copy/paste mechanics, overlaying text and copied images into whatever exchange she chose to fabricate in her fit of juvenile retaliation against me performing my responsibility to my roommates when she was kicking Erika out of her own room virtually every night. She sticks to her faux-incrimination, accusing me of being a liar on top of a slanderer. She commands me to never touch her shit again (which, with the exception of her expiring milk - that I offered to replace with my own - and which I only drank to make no net loss of milk between us all) and to keep my nose out of her business. She tells me just to send Erika to her to confront her whenever a problem arises, instead of addressing it as a group, disregarding Erika’s non-confrontational nature and need of back-up in that sort of situation. She told me that she knew I didn’t like living with her. Which, until she started all this back-stabbing petty, childish bullshit, wasn’t true at all. Now, with insults hurled upon insinuations, tossed on top of lies and a piss-poor attitude regarding how much respect anyone who isn’t her deserves, yeah. I think it’s true now.
And I want it fixed. I am not getting kicked out of my home of 17 months for the sake of some whiney, non-compromising, spoiled, self-righteous excuse of humanity.
Even Erika isn’t comfortable with things, despite what SHE might think. Erika constantly has to worry over her own belongings, what she can and can’t do to avoid throwing HER into a rage, to keep her childish little ass from throwing another little tantrum. Erika was hesitant to put her OWN television in her bedroom in HER absence because she was afraid of HER throwing a fit when she got back. AND SHE THINKS EVERYTHING IS OK? Yeah, ok, sure. Her delusion is all too apparent. In case her fraudulent evidence wasn’t enough testament to that fact.
Whatever. I’m out of housing as soon as I can be. Summer. I’m aiming for summer. I need to pay off the rest of my hospital bills, which I plan on having done by February.
So, March through August I’ll do my damnedest to do nothing but save up and plan with whoever is willing to room up with me and split the cost of a 2/2.
Where? Well, there’s Tuscany Pointe, where Niza and Tania and Chris all live. It’s pretty nice in there. Well-gated. Clean. The apartment I’ve been in looked pretty nice. Cooper’s Pond is under new management, too, and not too far away - also competitively priced, though I haven’t seen it myself yet.
So what price am I talking? In Tuscany Pointe, the price is around $800/month for the 2/2. With a roommate, that’s $400/month, though I’d ideally want two or three people to share with, so it would be $266 or $200 each, respectively. This requires a lot of good chemistry between all of the involved people, and the ability to pay $200 a month each (or an agreement to the equivalent). From Tania, I’ve got a good estimate of $100 per month for electricity, and water and trash services are part of rent. So, $25 extra per month for electricity. That brings totals to $425 (one roommate), $291 (two roommates), and $225 (three roommates).
This whole endeavor also gives rise to the necessity of me buying a lot of other things. Hence the saving I’d be doing all through Spring, but still. On that list are a load of appliances and things like a bed and storage units of sorts (for laundry and/or belongings that are currently stored in this apartment’s storage areas).
Groceries would also be something to work out. Ideally, if I get the right roommates, we could just do a grocery pool and do the shopping all together to make actual meals without any “mine/yours” drama.
My biggest concern, I guess, isn’t so much the money as getting roommates who are equally capable of pulling the same weight. I can’t make more than $600 a month - I’m just not allowed in the work-study program. So I really want to go for the 3-roommates scenario, because it lowers the cost for everyone. And I know enough people who want that sort of situation. I just don’t know that enough of them, or the right ones, would work into the shared-bedroom situation, AND be able to do the money thing.
Bah, that’s neither here nor there.
I’m on break. I just really needed to get that all out, I guess. I’m supposed to be able to relax now. I really want to tackle some projects while I’m out of class, though. Specifically, the following:
1. Overhaul the Ugly Muffin website
2. Fuck around in Photoshop and try to learn how to (ab)use the brush tool
3. Fuck around in 3DS Max and try to get a grasp on some more modifiers and rigging
4. PLAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY XBOX
5. Sew some shit
And beyond that, I’ve got some other things to get accomplished. Mostly concerned with owning things. I need a desktop PC, for example. I have to research the piss out of that and find out what I want its insides to look like, then shop around so it doesn’t put me in debt, and do the same for the monitor and any accessory hardware I may decide I need. I’d also like to get myself a sexy vacuum. One that works, and works well. And a crock pot or slow cooker. I desperately need new under-things. Hell, my entire wardrobe needs to be updated, but that’s just way too much to worry about right now.
Oh! I get to keep working over break, though, so I’m really glad about that. If I can pull a couple solid 20-hour weeks, that will seriously speed up the process of paying off my hospital bills and getting on the saving-wagon. I’m hoping to clock as much time as possible on Monday (8-7, 10.5 hours, if I can), and as much as possible on Wednesday, too (8 until whenever they kick me out XD, so hopefully 9.5 hours?) so I can get 20 hours going. After my 12.5 hour week this week, I really need it >_<
Tuesday I get to go to Busch Gardens with Luke, Aoshi and Daniel. I’m really looking forward to it. I love the decorations they have, and some of the performances, this time of year. I just realized I want to spend time with Luke, though… and ugh, the whole first part of this entry really screws with that.
Dammit, and I wanted this to end on a good note.
Oh dear. Just. Wow. I didn’t know people were even CAPABLE of stooping as low as this girl has gone. I mean, really.
So, she barely talks to me, unless she decides there’s a problem that she’d like to insinuate is my fault. But, on facebook, it’s even worse. She’s not bound by physical tension, so she gets all high-and-mighty and spews commands, insults, and insinuations more fluidly than any fountain spouts water.
She started off by asking me what we had to talk about. Confused, I asked what she meant. She replied with “You know I can see what you and your friends say about me on facebook, right?” And I was still confused, because I hadn’t been on facebook all damn day, let alone specifically to incriminate myself with posted bitchery over her insignificant existence. She sent me “screenshots”. As if her photoshop skills aren’t evident with her copy/paste mechanics, overlaying text and copied images into whatever exchange she chose to fabricate in her fit of juvenile retaliation against me performing my responsibility to my roommates when she was kicking Erika out of her own room virtually every night. She sticks to her faux-incrimination, accusing me of being a liar on top of a slanderer. She commands me to never touch her shit again (which, with the exception of her expiring milk - that I offered to replace with my own - and which I only drank to make no net loss of milk between us all) and to keep my nose out of her business. She tells me just to send Erika to her to confront her whenever a problem arises, instead of addressing it as a group, disregarding Erika’s non-confrontational nature and need of back-up in that sort of situation. She told me that she knew I didn’t like living with her. Which, until she started all this back-stabbing petty, childish bullshit, wasn’t true at all. Now, with insults hurled upon insinuations, tossed on top of lies and a piss-poor attitude regarding how much respect anyone who isn’t her deserves, yeah. I think it’s true now.
And I want it fixed. I am not getting kicked out of my home of 17 months for the sake of some whiney, non-compromising, spoiled, self-righteous excuse of humanity.
Even Erika isn’t comfortable with things, despite what SHE might think. Erika constantly has to worry over her own belongings, what she can and can’t do to avoid throwing HER into a rage, to keep her childish little ass from throwing another little tantrum. Erika was hesitant to put her OWN television in her bedroom in HER absence because she was afraid of HER throwing a fit when she got back. AND SHE THINKS EVERYTHING IS OK? Yeah, ok, sure. Her delusion is all too apparent. In case her fraudulent evidence wasn’t enough testament to that fact.
Whatever. I’m out of housing as soon as I can be. Summer. I’m aiming for summer. I need to pay off the rest of my hospital bills, which I plan on having done by February.
So, March through August I’ll do my damnedest to do nothing but save up and plan with whoever is willing to room up with me and split the cost of a 2/2.
Where? Well, there’s Tuscany Pointe, where Niza and Tania and Chris all live. It’s pretty nice in there. Well-gated. Clean. The apartment I’ve been in looked pretty nice. Cooper’s Pond is under new management, too, and not too far away - also competitively priced, though I haven’t seen it myself yet.
So what price am I talking? In Tuscany Pointe, the price is around $800/month for the 2/2. With a roommate, that’s $400/month, though I’d ideally want two or three people to share with, so it would be $266 or $200 each, respectively. This requires a lot of good chemistry between all of the involved people, and the ability to pay $200 a month each (or an agreement to the equivalent). From Tania, I’ve got a good estimate of $100 per month for electricity, and water and trash services are part of rent. So, $25 extra per month for electricity. That brings totals to $425 (one roommate), $291 (two roommates), and $225 (three roommates).
This whole endeavor also gives rise to the necessity of me buying a lot of other things. Hence the saving I’d be doing all through Spring, but still. On that list are a load of appliances and things like a bed and storage units of sorts (for laundry and/or belongings that are currently stored in this apartment’s storage areas).
Groceries would also be something to work out. Ideally, if I get the right roommates, we could just do a grocery pool and do the shopping all together to make actual meals without any “mine/yours” drama.
My biggest concern, I guess, isn’t so much the money as getting roommates who are equally capable of pulling the same weight. I can’t make more than $600 a month - I’m just not allowed in the work-study program. So I really want to go for the 3-roommates scenario, because it lowers the cost for everyone. And I know enough people who want that sort of situation. I just don’t know that enough of them, or the right ones, would work into the shared-bedroom situation, AND be able to do the money thing.
Bah, that’s neither here nor there.
I’m on break. I just really needed to get that all out, I guess. I’m supposed to be able to relax now. I really want to tackle some projects while I’m out of class, though. Specifically, the following:
1. Overhaul the Ugly Muffin website
2. Fuck around in Photoshop and try to learn how to (ab)use the brush tool
3. Fuck around in 3DS Max and try to get a grasp on some more modifiers and rigging
4. PLAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY XBOX
5. Sew some shit
And beyond that, I’ve got some other things to get accomplished. Mostly concerned with owning things. I need a desktop PC, for example. I have to research the piss out of that and find out what I want its insides to look like, then shop around so it doesn’t put me in debt, and do the same for the monitor and any accessory hardware I may decide I need. I’d also like to get myself a sexy vacuum. One that works, and works well. And a crock pot or slow cooker. I desperately need new under-things. Hell, my entire wardrobe needs to be updated, but that’s just way too much to worry about right now.
Oh! I get to keep working over break, though, so I’m really glad about that. If I can pull a couple solid 20-hour weeks, that will seriously speed up the process of paying off my hospital bills and getting on the saving-wagon. I’m hoping to clock as much time as possible on Monday (8-7, 10.5 hours, if I can), and as much as possible on Wednesday, too (8 until whenever they kick me out XD, so hopefully 9.5 hours?) so I can get 20 hours going. After my 12.5 hour week this week, I really need it >_<
Tuesday I get to go to Busch Gardens with Luke, Aoshi and Daniel. I’m really looking forward to it. I love the decorations they have, and some of the performances, this time of year. I just realized I want to spend time with Luke, though… and ugh, the whole first part of this entry really screws with that.
Dammit, and I wanted this to end on a good note.