Well, i'm living in Boise. A year ago, I would've never thought that i'd be in... Idaho, of all places. This definately wasn't in my plans, but none of my plans ever really go through. I should probably just give up on the whole plotting out of my life thing, because lets face it.. i'm clueless, and a bit insane.
Anyways. Boise. Our apartment is cute, and I like it. I think we're living together okay. Things could always be better, but we're doing okay. I did something that i've wanted to do since I was 16.. I joined a gym. Me and Sam go almost every night. Well, we hardcore slacked this whole past week, but I'm sick. We are also starting to take Zantrex 3, so we'll see how long my will power can last. If this doesn't work, I can always just become a crack headed junkie, who pukes up her wheaties. Mm, sexy.
Yeah, so i've been sick for this past week. The fevers have gone away, but now i'm stuck with the annoying-ness of it all. Last year when I got sick, it didn't go away for 3 months. I hope this isn't like last year.
So I didn't get the job at Citi. That money would've been nice, and the tuition ree-em-burse-ment program would've put me through college, but hey.. there's always Subway.
Now that i'm out of the house, I never realized how easy I had it. 16 was a horrible age, and i'm sorry I rebeled so hard. I was in such a hurry to grow up. I was such a little snot.
I miss my Dad, my brother, and my mom. I wish I wasn't so far away from them all.
I think Jennifer needs to find a 'clique' in Boise. Now hiring. Oh, but not you. Definately not. Anyone else, but you.