Shit is building up, but as variables change so does the outcome. This is really something that i am learning lately, and i am getting probably the harshest lesson in it that i possibly could. People that i have considered friends for forever are after a second look not looking good, which has led to me acting in a manor that is not unreasonable for myself and my own needs in life. Unfortunately this involves us not being friends, however before you jump to conclusions much like everyone around me seems to be doing stop and think about it, and you’ll see that once more common sense prevails and i [as usual] am right. And for once I am going to stand up for MY self. When things aren’t going well change must happen, and all you can do is hope for the best. Which is my position.

So here’s the scoop. I have three buddies of mine that i was going to move in with. The first one used to be my best friend, i moved-we both changed-i am now living with her parents, which I owe them so much for-, The second one old buddie who i have known since grade school-not the best of people. Third is second ones best friend also first buddies bf.

I wasn’t a while ago so sure if i wanted to move in with the second buddie due to her over dramatic nature and total lack of respect for cleanlyness.  in other words she kinda smells funny, her house is kinda dirty and like she doesn’t take care of her self at all.  Picture mc donalds gone goth.

I told my first buddie whom i currently live with that and she told me i had to talk to the second buddie on my own. I said ok. Buddie number one jumped to the conclusion that i was going to start a bitch fight and called buddie number three told him to tell buddie number two only that “she had nothing to do with what COULD happen involving me.” He told buddie number two that i said i wanted her kicked out of the situation blah blah blah. Buddie number two only a few hours of me saying this calls me up and starts yelling at me. at first i tryed to be all calm but after a certain point just said fuck it, but what i told her was she had it wrong and that calling me up and yelling at me was NO way to try and get me to move in with her. For the next two days no one would stop calm down and listen to the fact that all iwas going to do when i went to talk to buddie number two if i even did would have been just to make sure she was clean, not going to try and do shit and maybe work out something. I was never going to scream at her, or anything like that at all and i hate the fact that no one gave me the benifit of the doubt or even calmed down or tryed to listen to what i was saying.

So, after the water settled i went and talked to buddie number one and now we’re not getting a place which is ok with me. Mostly because i am not going to live in a house where everyone is going to gang up on me and think of me in a way that i’m not.

I mean, i understand that yea i have changed in the time that i’ve been gone, and yea, im way different but you know, it’s like none of them stop to listen to me, and i cant really live in a situation like that. Maybe i did get the situation wrong but you know what, if we cant communicate on a calm pleasant basis there is no reason we should move in together.

Phew it feels so good to get that off my chest.

now off to search for appartments.