Today, I was accused of saying something because I thought I had the right to since I moved out and am now all "high and mighty".

Let's get this fucking straight. If someone comes to me, asks me something as a favor or for advice or whatever, my current situation has ZERO effect on my answer. I listen to the facts, and whether or not if it's good for my "safety", I do what I think is right. If I get hurt in the process, fine, it's my own damn fault. But I will NOT stand someone blaming whatever I say on how I am doing at that moment. That would be just stupid of me to do. I may not act modest sometimes, but generally, I prefer to keep low, speak from the heart, cuz that's where the best advice and help comes from.

I could be hitting rock bottom, and I still would've said what I did.

To be accused of...gawd fucking dammit, this is what makes me want to end shit with people. And I'm really fucking close to. For the past month, I've been thinking about what is and isn't best for me, and I am finding that there are a few people I want to cut out of my life for good. All I get from them is drama, and I have enough shit to deal with, so fuck'em, I don't care about'em anymore. If they want to stay friends, they have to leave their shit out of it. I will be there to talk about whatever, but I will not listen to their problems. I used to do that, all the time, and what did it get me? With the combination of my shitty home life, some very severe depression and General Anxiety Disorder, because I was so worried about everyone else. I'm DONE. Before I can help anyone else, I need to make sure I'm stable enough to take care of myself.

And anyone who has a problem with me moving out of my parents' house...fuck you.

Anyone who has a problem with who I am dating...again, fuck you. (this one is mainly directed at one person who I would jump at the chance to bitch out. that is, if i didn't care about making more drama with her)

in other news....i am ending one of the most fun weekends ever. my girlfriend picked me up from school on Friday, and we hung out at the apartment til everyone else got there for the party. mostly air force peeps, but a couple friends from LC too, both of which have been added to the A-List for parties. Hey, Jaz, want a sunset?
next day, the guys and i went off-roading with another air force guy. that was some scary shit, but fun. Wehunt should be posting vids on youtube soon...i'll provide links when they're up. ;D
my roomies and i went up to check out this house on N 3rd St thats for rent...its freaking MASSIVE. 3x the size of our apartment...and we can afford it. if they let Epic the Cat in (which they should), we have a new place. 83 and it is beau-ti-ful!

ah, life....balanced.