my sister is graduating from cosmotology school in a month, thereby cementing her place in my family as the "cool aunt" and the one who will be forever doomed to cut and color all of our hair for a discounted price.

my former housemate declared her inferior to the rest of the college-bound crowd anyway, so what the hell, right?

i hate my former housemate. hate isn't a strong enough word, but thank god for me, she will be attending Berkeley this year and the following, so i don't really ever have to talk to her ever ever ever ever ever again.

and to think, one year ago, i was her friend. i thought she was wonderful. don't you love how living with melodramatic peopel makes you HATE THEM? i guess she wasn't really melodramatic. more like holy shit, woman, what the fuck is worng with you? don't you see that YOU'RE the one causing hte problems? and then making them FIVE TIMES WORSE by telling the whole fucking world all about them and then topping it off by talking shit about your "friend" to your other "friends" who also happen to be you're "friend"'s "friend"?

good luck with your pals, justin. may none of the drama that plagues girls become a permanent factor in your life.

which only brings me back to how much i love my house. the house of no drama, no trash talking, where questions are answered honestly and everyone loves and accepts you for exactly who you are.