Ian has bailed on me for tomorrow. This is the second Wednesday is a row that he has done this. And I TOLD him last night that if he wasn't serious he really should make these kinds of plans with me
I got all ready for nothing.
AND he cut me off while I was in the middle of explaining something and he has yet to call me back.
UGH

It's way too warm today.
I woke up feeling like such an asshole. I thought my chiropractor appointment was today, well I was convinced of that yesterday, as I called the office like 30 times because I didn't want to cancel my appointment with Gerry today that was at the same time because I'm always forgetting or showing up late. Then it dawns on me about 5 minutes after I wake up that the appointment is next Tuesday, not today--and low and behold I even marked it on my calender for next Tuesday--and then I suddenly remembered that he was on vacation or whatever this week, which was why no one was answering as also why I'm going next week. Yeah. I'm an idiot. I need an adjustment so bad heh--I didn't realize how much is was helping until having this 5 week gap between appointments.

I also have to listen to about 5 lectures for macroeconomics today which I'm not looking forward to. I'm almost tempted to just take the make up exam later, but then you don't get all the perks of it being multiple choice or bringing notes so I don't know--oh and I'd have to pay $15 to take it. I guess that's Coate's Christmas cash--50 make ups X $15...certainly not a bad way to make a little extra money. It's quite aggravating that he records it because it's just so easy not to go--because everytime I'm out of my last class at 11:20 I just want to leave instead of waiting around for 3 hours to go to his class, but then I've been slacking for the last couple weeks about listening to the lecture before I go to bed..blah. And then of course Ian wants me to spend the night tonight, which I haven't done in about 2 months or so, and I'm hoping that has in someway redeemed my characted in his mother's mind heh. So it's a toss up--sleep uncomfortably, have to wake up early(because I still have to go to class on Wednesday, and Ian seems to not mind coming with me at 7 in the morning, and waiting around for 3 hours..I only have one class but I still have to be there early to park--ugh) actually extra early because his father gets up at 6--I don't know this seems even more ridiculous as I'm typing it--and I've been putting up with it for a year and a half, which is why I just avoid staying over there altogether now..I guess I was just more tolerant when I was working since I had to get up at 4am anyway(although we still got caught multiple times--no matter where I parked my car) BLAH.

I'm going to be super broke in like a week too. I'm really looking forward to it! I don't know what to do--if I'd just finish this stupid application many problems will be solved. Because if they don't accept me, then I'm going to find a job that I can be working at permanently, and if they do then I can look for something seasonal--but everything is riding on that. My living situation, Ian's living situation, how much of a loan I'm going to have to take out, possibly my happiness---everything depends on me getting accepted. I HAVE to get out of here. The best part about Maine is that the nearest Neiman Marcus, Nordstrom, Bloomingdales--or any other place that eats up all of my savings is in Boston which is nearly 2 hours away! Where I live, there is one of each, in nearly any direction, within 20-30 minutes. And that's just not healthy for me heh. So that knocks out the driving, and living with him I wouldn't necessarily be able to always order things because I wouldn't always be there to intercept the package--so that takes another temptation away.
so Maine =
-no distractions
-no/very little shopping
-no New Jersey
-no parents
-NO RUTGERS
-no insane drivers that make me want to sell my car and hop back on the bus...and maybe my insurance will be cheaper too...and it also makes me more excited about possibly getting a motorcycle next year, since I'll probably be less likely to get killed up there than down there
-less obnoxious people
-more fresh seafood..heh
-new scenery

best of all...

I will be 20 minutes away from this


3 hours away from this


and there are lobster hats..

what's not to love!

I'm incredibly tired right now.
Today started with me venturing to Short Hills yet again--I decided to return a couple things to Bloomingdales and get shoes instead, being that I am without any form of plain heel. Unfortunately things didn't go to smoothly even with me coming 15 minutes after they opened. First it took me about 15 minutes to get someone's attention. She then decided to ask someone else if they needed help after I told her what I wanted, and of course that woman wanted about 6 different pair of shoes. So I waited for about 5 more minutes. They fit. So then I tried to find another pair so I could ge the 25% off--and I eventually did about 30 minutes later. Then came the fun part. I stood in line behind one other person for about 15 additional minutes while she helped other people--2 women who must've tried on every pair of ugg boots in the store--So I finally leave, sweaty and angry--but happy because after that hour my coffee had finally cooled down to a drinkable temperature. And then I ventured to parked on the other side so I could go to Crate and Barrel to get my cousin a present for this wonderful engagement party that I'm not wanting to go to so badly. It was nice because it was actually air conditioned in there(I think if I worked at Bloomingdales I'd probably sweat off 4 pounds a day because they blast the heat all year long) and empty. Then of course it hits me that the price I paid for the shoes seemed wrong. So I get back in the car and low and behold not only was I overcharged for the shoes I also wasn't given 25% off.
Long story short I had to wait in line behind 2 people as well as have the girl who originally rang me up hand my receipt over to someone who didn't know what she was doing so that took an additional 35 minutes.
So fuck bloomingdales and all up these uptight cunts who shop in short hills. I am so fucking sick of these people literally trying to nudge me out of the way while I'm paying for something---I don't get it, I guess I'm invisible.

Anyway.
I was mostly a vegetable for the rest of the day. But I did clean and go through paper and mail piles--which made is somewhat productive. I got 15 minutes of phone conversation with Ian--10 of which he read his mail to me--he was trying to piss me off I'm not sure why, and I guess he fell asleep because he didn't call me back(luckily when he said yesterday he wanted to go bowling tonight I didn't take him seriously)
I also spoke to someone from the University of Southern Maine and I was quite pleased to find out that they're accepting applications through December. That was quite a relief--I just have to worry about getting in there now--because if I can't get in for the spring I'm pretty much stuck at Rutgers--and I really don't want to stay there anymore, or live with my parents. I'm just glad that Ian is willing to come with me. I love Maine I'm really looking forward to being able to live there.
So most recently Jamil asked me to drive him home about an hour ago. I wasn't incredibly happy about that. But the weird part came when I was trying to turn around on his street which is oddly narrow on top of me being in an awkward position to begin with--like with everything else in my life, I'm good at the complicated things, and bad at the simple stuff--maybe it's just from being tired/driving a stick but I was having a hard time making a K turn without backing up a million times. So to make it worse, the guy who lived across the street from the driveway which I was unsuccessfully trying to back in to(I hit the curb heh) had his super bright light from his garage on and he was standing in his driveway with his arms folded like some kind of superhero staring at me. Some other guy who had just parked and was walking toward him suddenly got in my way as I was trying to move forward--and he starts trying to direct me which really pissed me off--so I gave him the keep it moving motion, but he kept giving me this look which consisted of a little misogyny and a little "i think she's drunk" and finally moved, while the guy in the driveway kept staring at me--and then he started laughing.
I need to get out of here. Eventually New Jersey will swallow me whole.

Today I got nothing accomplished besides spending a lot of money, some mine and some Ian's.
I keep coming home with the great intention of taking pictures and putting stuff up on ebay, and alas, still nada up there. Although, a person did contact me trying to get a Lacoste sweater, which is nearly brand new(ok it's from last year but still..I only wore it once heh) and was $170 for $27 including shipping. Eh...I'm almost considering taking it just because I want the money and I just want to get riddddd of it and everything else that is taking up all of this room. I have over 100 items and I really can't believe it. Although I just bought 6 or 7 things at the private sale today so of course when one thing goes, something else always seems to be there to take it's place.

Ok scratch that I just sold it to her for $28. Blah. There was a whole lot of back and forth--now I just learned how to end a listing early and alter the price. Not that it was all that complicated.
I'm trying to assume it wouldn't have sold for much more anyway, which is probably the case. 4 other things just sold this afternoon, I got paid for only 2 so far, which really annoys me because I hate making multiple trips to the post office. And that's mostly because the line is always out the door and someone behind me always wants to make small talk about how "they never come here because it always like this"

I have to go be productive in some way now.