...
I'm really starting to get tired of this. And I don't mean "Pissed", I mean, literally, tired.
My roommate just told me today that she doesn't like my lifestyle (two days ago she said she loved having me around) and to find another place to stay.

Granted, I COULD try to get law on my side, but I'm not going to bother. I don't feel safe living with her anymore. She's got emotional issues out of the wazoo and lately she's been getting more and more angry at her kid, which, honestly, I don't want to wait till the venting starts coming out on me. (or that could be why she so suddenly wanted me out, too.)

Either way I consider myself lucky. Reinforcing my original distaste for cars, this lady smashed her car a month back, drunk-driving, while her kid was with her. She often tells me "Oh if you had come with us, you could of told me otherwise!" but honestly, I just see it as having been a lucky stroke on my part to not have been in that car when that happened, because the passenger seat where I normally sit was the part that had the most damage.
=_=;


Anyways, I've contacted a few of the local youth help groups around the area and I'm working with them to try and find a place for me to live. If within two-three weeks I still don't have anything, I'm going to take their offers to move back to either the Montreal or Saint-Eustache regions. The only reason I've refused those so far is because as long as I stay in my current area, I can continue working at the chocolate factory. Otherwise I need to find a new job after moving, again. ...sixth time in a year's timespan. =_=;

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And the road becomes my bride,
I have stripped of all but pride,
So in her I do confide,
And she keeps me satisfied,
Gives me all I need...

And with dust in throat I crave,
Only knowledge will I save,
To the game you stay a slave...

Roamer, wanderer,
Nomad, vagabond,
Call me what you will...

But I'll take my time anywhere,
Free to speak my mind anywhere,
And I'll redefine anywhere...

Anywhere I may roam,
Where I lay my head is home...

And the earth becomes my throne,
I adapt to the unknown,
Under wandering stars I've grown,
By myself but not alone,
I ask no one...

And my ties are severed clean,
Less I have the more I gain,
Off the beaten path I reign...

Roamer, wanderer,
Nomad, vagabond,
Call me what you will...

But I'll take my time anywhere,
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere,
And I'll never mind anywhere...

Anywhere may I roam,
Where I lay my head is home...

But I'll take my time anywhere,
I'm free to speak my mind,
And I'll take my find anywhere...

Anywhere I may roam,
Where I lay my head is home,

But I'll take my time anywhere,
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere,
And I'll redefine anywhere...

Anywhere I may roam,
Where I lay my head is home...

Carved upon my stone,
My body lies, but still I roam...

Wherever I may roam,
Wherever I may roam,
Wherever I may wander, wander, wander!

Wherever I may roam...