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Like an American.

In the evenings, the sun ripples off the pool and makes waves on my bedroom ceiling. I've holed myself up in here and am gazing up at them, forever hiding away from the roommates and their friends. The roar of their voices and the idiotic television are like an ice pick in the back of my skull.

One of those days I left my room and got into it with my female roommate. She fires back at me with laser-like precision. You're lazy. You're spoiled. You're entitled. You're laughable. I feel the last of the farce that was our friendship melt away as my chest twists in pain. It must be my heart.

"Well I'm leaving!" I screamed as hot tears left my eyes and terrorized my makeup. "I'm leaving. I'm leaving all of you."

She snorted.

"I'll come with you," my boyfriend said with an earnesty I rarely see in him.

And so he holes himself up in the room with me, and then all at once it's finally us against them. We begin feverishly looking for a home to live in. By Saturday we find ourselves in Folsom, touring a house.

"No rots, no pits, no chows," I hear the property manager saying in the background as I gaze into the mirror above the his and her sinks in the bathroom. My newly caramel colored highlights fall over my eye, and i push them back, reminding myself to lose weight once I get here. Lose weight once you get here.

I wandered into the office and stared at all the boxes piled high. The current tenants weren't out yet. I can play Lana Del Rey in here, I tell myself, closing my eyes. I can play my own music like I haven't done since I lived in my father's house so long ago.

"Okay?" Suddenly the property manager is in front of me and reaching out his hand. "Monday?"

"Mmm?" I answer stupidly, hearing her voice. You make me crazy. You make me wild. Just like a baby. You spin me round like a child.

"We'll let you know Monday." he repeats.

I nod slowly and reach for his hand, shaking it harder than he intended, I'm sure. "Thank you. Thank you!"

I'll let you know Monday, too.


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Mar. 26th, 2013 01:11 pm (UTC)
Now they're saying Tuesday or Wednesday. They're a property management company and they have to get ahold of the owners.
Apr. 1st, 2013 01:43 am (UTC)
Now they're completely ignoring us and we've looked at twenty other houses. I'm hoping to get one tomorrow.
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Apr. 1st, 2013 07:41 pm (UTC)
Oh mah God, I have to wait until at least Wednesday now.
Mar. 29th, 2013 10:25 am (UTC)
I can't believe I'm up reading blogs at 3am and listening to aol love songs... your blogs are always well-written, yo! ...and, yes, please get out of that living situation!
Mar. 30th, 2013 11:58 am (UTC)
I'm trying so hard! It's exhasuting. PS. I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IIISSS. I WANT YOU TO SHOW MEEE.
Mar. 30th, 2013 12:57 pm (UTC)
"CLOSE YOUR EYES, GIVE ME YOUR HAND, DO YOU FEEEEEEEL MY HEART BEATING?????" lol Ugh, I'm sure you can imagine the mental pics of me listening depressingly listening to Foreigner and The Bangles in my bed...

YOu've lived with those roommates for a while, right?
Mar. 30th, 2013 12:58 pm (UTC)
No Joke... "I want to know what love is" JUST came on aol radio!
Mar. 31st, 2013 01:10 pm (UTC)
About a year and a half.

DO NOT watch Rock of Ages. Tom Cruise sings that into some chicks butthole, and it will very nearly ruin it for you.
Mar. 31st, 2013 06:14 pm (UTC)
Year and a half too long...

Yeah, that would probably ruin the song for me. So this singing into buttholes, does that help one get dates? lol
Apr. 1st, 2013 01:26 am (UTC)
Works for Tom Cruise (and you thought I was joking).

Apr. 1st, 2013 02:32 pm (UTC)
Oh my. You weren't kidding! I can't unsee that, yo. Something about Tom Cruise staring at an ass has scarred me more than buffalo bill and his tucked weiner dance.
Apr. 1st, 2013 03:08 pm (UTC)
It's ten times worse! Buffalo Bill enhances his song whereas Tom Cruise destroys Foreigner for all whose eyes and/or ears cross this most unfortunate scene.
Apr. 2nd, 2013 01:22 am (UTC)
No joke! Yes, Buffalo bill was like adding spice to a dish. Tom Cruise was like adding a giant turd to a pizza
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