UPDATE: Yes the house was awesome and I absolutely adored living there, but it becomes less fun when you have psychotic roommates and unfortunately all of mine are psychotic. Oh well, I guess everyone has to have their first roommate story.. I guess mine just won't be positive.
I have also discovered that I can NOT stand "Gleeks".
I learned how to really party and I am bringing that with me. Also the belief in myself that I can smash someones face into the ground.
Also, drama isn't worth it, you have a problem? Come to me and I will show you either my fist or the concrete.
I share a room with a friend I haven't seen in a long time. Turns out we are perfect for each other!
She introduced me to a good friend named Molly. We have had a very eventful few weeks around our house. Many I can't say because it would be incriminating. Just know, they happened at about 2 to 3 o'clock each morning :)
UPDATE: She is the craziest one... No joke, she is psycho.
I have been punched in the face by a dog with a tire, humped countless times and burned the face out of all the pictures of my ex (who by the way is about to get the shit beat out of him because he sucks monkeynuts).
I am now the step-mom of an American Blue-nosed Pitbull named Phoebe. She is ten months old and loves to be obnoxious and retarded.
About 10 weeks ago I came into possession of a beautiful 5 week old American Bulldog :) his name is Bruno and he has helped me through a lot. He is a bundle of energy and joy even through his crippled foot. he is now 15 weeks old and full of personality.. mostly biting your face and doing front flips. The proof is in the constant scratching on my face and chest.
I have since moved back into my parents house.. Yes they are crazy too, but I am willing to handle them. PLUS no rent, free food, no bills. Good deal... Remind me why I left in the first place? Bruno has become a welcomed addition to the family, everyone loves him. We call him our little RCA dog :)
