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|drifting_unknown (profile) wrote, |
on 8-19-2005 at 8:55am
|Current mood: Bitter
Music: Out Of Reach by The Get Up Kids
Subject: I hate my life
|I can't wait to move out. On sunday I start looking for a place in Etobicoke. I can't be here any longer. I can't stand Bill, I know he's pissed I'm moving because that screws him and my mom over, but I don't care. He thinks he's been deceived from his orginal agreement with my mom, but I was never planning to stay till next summer. I've wanted to move out for a long time now and I can't keep delaying this for other people to be okay. I don't want to deal with their mood swings/freak outs. I need time away from everyone so we can all breathe and recollect ourselves and then see them again. They need to learn not to depend on me. I'll not be here to cook, clean, and buy groceries for them, they'll need to make the time in their ever so "busy" lives. Learn how to work overtime, despite the fact they hate their job, to make the extra money they need. I've done it for the past 5 years, now it's their turn.
I don't think Amy and I will ever be friends like we were a year ago. Not much has actually changed in our situation except the fact that we know we've been ignoring each other. It got better slightly and we actually talked... maybe twice... but that's it. We only talk briefly when forced together in group situations and McDonalds is typically the only thing brought up... nothing actually important in our own lives, just work gossip that I can normally avoid really well except when I see her. Oh well... we'll see if anything changes, but odds are slim.