Pairs of Three

The apartment.
The boy.
The job.

My grandma has always been a bit on the superstitious side.
But when she's right, she's right.

Then again, she also turned around and said it was bad karma for getting tattooed. "Now, try to get a job."

Haha, but I have to love her.


I'm not really sure what I'm planning to do at the moment. I'm going to take a week to try and find another job. If it doesn't happen, I suppose I'm heading back home. But not for long. I refuse to live there again. I guess I'll find some other place to take off to. There's no point in living in the same place twice, right? I've always been a fan of the east coast.

I've received so many phone calls and texts today. It's nice to know that there are some people that really do care to see how I'm doing.

I'm not really sure what I did to get myself into this rut. But I'm ready to get out of it.