moving from sea to land dancing

I'm so stoked stoked stoked.

I thought T Mobile rejected my application, even though my credit is awesome. BUT I GOT A BILL FROM THEM YETTADAY AWWWWWYEAH.

I no longer need to search and scavenge to get my life expenses situated; it was the last thing I had to take care of.

- new birth certificate is on it's way
- totes makin' my car and insurance payments on time (barely, but IT'S ON TIME)
- sangle and makin' lotsa friends
- finally bought my first skateboard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- I don't even care that I'm writing like a complete fourteen year old right now I'm just happy as shit and I'm going to finish my FAFSA and get some genz did at SLCC

My life ain't as cool as your life

A few weeks ago, I was supposed to travel to San Antonio with that funny love of mine. We were going to go on hikes, go to the beach and Sea World, watch some white raccoons catch bats at an old cave and actively worship the gods commonly referred to as Minus the Bear at Rocklobster Fest.

Instead:
- Get kicked out
- Move thrice
- Found car insurance, but not soon enough
- Rejected by T Mobile (which I really don't understand)
- Single-ized
- Tattooed a Nintendo 64 paddle to my arm
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I think it's safe to say I don't know what the fuck I am doing.

In the last five years, I have spent a combined total of one year single. I always get so caught up in the significance of the other after some time, and lose myself. Whoever that is. It's not that I need to be with anybody, I'm just impulsive. When I find somebody I like, and the opportunity arises, I jump.

I haven't really been with many people, though. Just three.

Ramble ramble ramble

That was the best relationship ever though.