Still Here, Still Alive
Posted at 10:05 PM

School has started again, and it's been keeping me quite un-busy.

 So why haven't I blogged all this time??

Well... normally I blog when I'm bored or procrastinating on homework.  This semester, I have little homework and lots of events and fun little things to do to keep me occupied.  A small smattering of what I've been doing since my last post (not in chronological order):

Started school, went on a huge shopping spree, went unknowingly to this thing called dragoncon, making lots of yummy food, being addicted to those almond accents, reading lots, and going out lots.

And Blake is sort of moved in with me this whole time since school started because he is currently homeless b/c he can't get the keys to his condo yet due to some bank thing.

 I've been trying to keep up with the blog reading much more than the blog writing :)

much <3 

 

The Boot.
Posted at 06:28 PM

I was gradually becoming more and more discontent. I did not like the way he was acting suddenly. He declared himself homeless, and yet he lived with me. His stuff was there, he slept there at night, he drove my car, he ate my food, he threw his dirty clothes in my laundry basket. How much more home can you get?

My place was his hotel.  He checked in at night to sleep, and left in the morning.  He never called me, except very late at night asking to be let in, and I never saw him at all during the day.  It was like living with a ghost: you saw the effects of it, but you never really had concrete evidence of its existence.

He was too busy with his life to do anything with me, unless he wanted a ride somewhere.   I felt like we had regressed into spring semester again.

I had once been told that every courteous, kind, and considerate guy had been whipped into shape by some woman or another.  I think I've always dated older guys to avoid the green ones.  I'm too impatient and lazy to mold and manipulate a scruffy guy into being a decent one.  The older ones are usually pre-trained or learn quickly.

I guess it was the difference in last year's environment as opposed to this year's.  My roommates this year are cordial, but very reserved.  At this stage in the game, everyone is pretty deeply rooted in their circles.   But most of my good friends have graduated and moved on.  I hated being in my apartment, drowning myself in the noise of the tv to forget my loneliness.  There was no more Katrina to hang out with after studio.  Jose was not there to mentor me anymore.  Lulu wasn't around anymore.  And he wasn't there for support and reassurance.

He has no right to behave that way towards me. I had done him no wrong.  I had only given my best.  And I deserve in return no less than that. 

And so I threw him out of my apartment last night.  Lucky for him he got the keys to his new place today.