ok. you may have read the venting journal,. if not thats ok.
so after i wrote that then left for work, shit hit the fan. she went psycho on me. yes i was avoiding her.... but wouldnt you, being pestered non stop about fucking money, or her fucking nagging all the time for the stupidest little thing... im talking like i cant spit in a sink without her bitching about something... so anyways... the event.

im about ready to leave popping on my shoes, and she comes out and is like,
"are you going to the bank?"
me~ no, im going to work
"well i need your rent money, i need to buy smokes and toilet paper. i paid for your half of the rent."
me~i didnt ask you to do that.
"well when are you getting my money?"
me~i dunno
"well i need that money. im going out tonight, and then working, when will you be back?"
me~i dunno...

i then proceeded to leave, and she followed me outside, while shes on the phone.

"i need that money, i dont get it, im throwing your stuff outside."
me~ you cant do that.
"yes i can, so bring me my money"
me~im going to work.

there were things which i can not remember, blind rage. but then she said

"your a pig"
me~ your the one that is a pig. (meaning cause she is a disgusting person in the inside, sorry for anyone who is a pig)
"fuck you" (from this point im quoting and un quoting you know the quotes are from her)
fuck you, you whore!
"im the fucking whore, you show your tits to every fucking guy online"
whatever bitch you do more then that with guys online.
"fuck you give me my money by tonight, or im changing the locks on the door"
fuck off you bitch

*blind rage*

i know there was more exchanging and yelling of bad words, and she accused me of breaking her computer, her words... "i bet you were the one who destroyed my computer you bitch."
you fucking broke it dropping it so many times you drunk whore.
blind rage again, and then im at the bus stop and bomb of tears come streaming down my face, call my best friend her parents pick up, and then i ask for her, suprisingly anyone could understand me, after that, i started walking crying... no bawling my eyes out, telling my friend what happened, which thankfully, she calmed me down and i got some excersize even though it was cold, i then went and bought bus tickets, caled my mother, told her what happened, and both her and my friend gave me advice, i then went to work, YES! i actually went, i told my managaer if i can talk to her in the back room, where there i cried hard in front of her. i just let her know whats up, and that i would like to do tasking as much as possible, instead of customers. so i tidied the store, and priced things. being with my work family made me happy.

after that, i planned to not go home, but i need things, because cant wear work clothes after wearing them and then sleeping in them. my friend drove over, and picked me up and then we went to my place, she was home... FUCK! i unlockewd the door quietly, went to my bedroom, and unlocked that quietly, got my things, and left, she was in the washroom, i think showering, thankfully!
i left my toothbrush,
i came to my mothers, who is far away, but then ill be going to work early, and its a long bus drive, but i prefer it. 2morrow, i will post a new journal, and let everyone know whats happened. and here is the texts passed along.

you dont want to pay your rent then consider this your 5 day notice and as your landlord you have to give me a key for your door if i break the lock its on you as per the landlord tenacy act. if you would have just paid rent you could have stayed till the end of the month
thats one text, which i replied, i dont have to pay tillthe 1st, and your not my landlord, D (name changed for privacy reasons) is

her reply...fine you can pay me at midnight but we did agree on the end of the month. and according to landlords and tennants i am the lanlord you are subletting from me. sorry i yelled at you outside that wasnt cool.
i then said. im not coming home tonight... her reply was... well what are you doing then paying the rent and staying till the end of the month or fucking me over?
i never replied to that

i would like to point out, she does not own where she is living, she is renting to... and this thing with the key. she told me before i have to give D the ky to my room. not her. and the main reason for having a lock on my door is to keep ppl like her out. now all a sudden it is her being the landlord. not D. which is BS according to several ppl who know these laws.

yes this is more venting but this is helping, and i want a record of this event, yes my texts are saved in case police are involved, if she breaks into my room, i have the right to call the police.