*sigh*

Seems my life can never just be normal.

So this is what happened and I will spell it out the way it actually happened because there is a certain BITCH going around claiming it happened a totally different way. To bad she's completely dillusional and probably also thinks that the sky is red.

On Thursday I went to Shannon's for a classic girls night: girly TV, pizza, cookies, chips, and chatting. We were all settled in when my roommate called. I didn't answer because, like a needy boyfriend, she calls me about three times a day and I can't stand it. So she left a message and I checked it to find that she was ranting about me not changing Sunny's litterbox. Which, by the way, I did, but I did it about two seconds after Sunny ate and she has this tendancy to go to the bathroom about a million times after she eats.

So I called the roommate back to explain that and she pretty much laughed at me and hung up. I tried to call her back but this girl has the maturity level of a 5 year old and has to always be right so she wouldn't even listen to a word I had to say. We ended up getting in a text war with me crying and being completely upset. I had to go home.

My night was ruined. I drove home PISSED at her. She already made me miss classes twice because she called me on the phone, bitched me out, and gotten me so upset that I couldn't attend classes. And then she goes and ruins my night with Shan.

So I got home to find her sitting on her fat ass doing NOTHING. The thing is, you can't sit there and lecture someone about a litter box when you can't get off your fat, lazy ass and clean ANYTHING. Let me explain to you all about the way that Cassandra Crowell lives. She is a filthy, disgusting pig. She hasn't even unpacked her room yet, rather she leaves her possessions all over the floor in piles. She thinks that doing the dishes mean halfheartedly putting them into the dishwasher and then not bothering to put them away when she's done. She can't be bothered to take out the trash until it's over flowing onto the floor. She does not know how to use a broom and she leaves her things all over the shared living area. Her life is made up of sleep, half heartedly going to work (only to make money to spend it on stupid shit that she claims she needs), and fucking people she's just met (by the way, that's called being a dirty whore). Oh, and she thinks that the way to get her point across is to scream like a 5 year old and call people names till she's A) embarassed them or B) hurt them so much that they give in.

That's Cassandra Crowell.

Anyway, so she's sitting on her fat ass doing nothing so I tell her that she ruined my night and that if my night's going to be ruined so is hers so we're going to clean. She sits and acts like she's too tired, which is bullshit because all she's done all day is sit on her fat ass (and I'm not trying to be mean.... her ass is fat and that's because all she does is sit on it all day). Finally she gets up and actually does something (which nearly gave me a heart attack) and the gets completely up in my face about cleaning and how much she does (in her dillusional eyes, anyway). I started to accuse her not only of being a pig but also of using my things without asking. She starts screaming at me and getting completely in my face so I finally lost it and screamed right back. Next thing I know she's HITTING ME and I'm pushing at her to get her the fuck away from me. The pyscho bitch physically assaulted me.

So after some more drama she leaves and I call Mom and Dad hysterical because I don't even feel safe in my own place anymore.

Long story short Dad is now trying to PAY HER OFF because she won't break the lease to get us both out of there. She is classic trailer park trash trying to get money from a well off family. And I am busy looking for a new place to live because I'm pretty sure Pyscho will end up pulling a knife on me if I don't get out of there soon.

So yeah. Kassi, I hope you rot in hell you disgusting, greedy, whorish trailer park trash witch. Fuck off.

I've been at Dustin's all weekend which has been so nice and drama free. He's been working a lot so I've been spending time on the computer and watching TV. It's weird to be lazy when you've been someone's maid for the last month.

Friday night we went to a wedding reception for the ex stepdaughter of Dustin's dad's girlfriend. Did you get all that? It was fun, it was Hawaiian themed which was sorta cool. It's so weird though not knowing ANYONE. I felt a little like a wallflower. But whatever, it was cool anyway.

Saturday was AWESOME. I met up with my little brother at Perkins around 5. We ate and then went with Dustin to Dick's to score some alcohol. We ended up sitting at Dustin's watching The Santa Clause 2, lol, and drinking. A little later Shan and Ryan showed up as did Walt. We played Categories, which was way too fun.

Oh it was a good night of drinking and friends and no one who's fat and out of their minds. It was so funny having Ryan there (the brother Ryan) because I've never been around him drinking before. We even called Mom and Dad which was pretty funny. Wow. By the end of the night we burned a couch and then pretty much everyone had left but D, me, Martin, and Bert. Then Ryan came back with two of his friends and Martin and Bert left. And eventually Ryan and his friends left and it was just D and me.

Here's where it gets juicy folks.

I won't go into detail but I was sitting and waiting for D to finish his beer and he told me to come sit on his lap. So I did and we kissed a little and then... well, next thing I know his hands are all over me. We're sitting outside by a fire with the stars above us... God it was hot. We ended up having sex right there on the grass which is about the coolest thing I have ever done. The grass was all nice and soft and cool and the stars were all twinkly and... yeah. It was pretty damn awesome.

Afterwards we came back inside to cuddle. All night I'd been kidding around about how silly our kids would look if we had them together and when we got into bed I started to want to take those comments back. We've only been together 2 and a half months and I don't want to scare him by letting him know that.... well, I do think about a future with him. So I told him that I was just being silly and I didn't mean anything by it and he kept touching my face and being all sing songy and going "Yes you do!" And I was all, "No, seriously D, I don't want to freak you out." Well... then he got all serious and told me he thinks about that kind of stuff with me in the picture too... and, yeah. It was cute. A really good end to a really good night.

So now here I sit. I have a house to go look at today around the Cathedral Hill area that has two guys and a girl and is looking for another person. And tomorrow I'm looking at a place in the Como Park area with 3 other girls. Fingers crossed I find something because I end up dead.

I shall keep you all informed. More soon.