It only took 7 months for my life to completely change. In seven months I've had people move in and move out of my apartment. I've finally experienced death first hand. And I tried but failed to make some educational progress.
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~July~
My father moved out of our apartment and in with his girlfriend. Never once did it occur to him what I would do once he left. But thankfully my boyfriend Steven stepped up and moved in with me. If it wasn't for him I'd be living with my mother again. Which I love my mother but I don't think we could ever live together ever again. There are reasons why I moved out when I was 16 and it had nothing to do with me being a bratty teenager and more with my mother thinking it was ok to use me as a verbal chew toy. Anyway back to my father abandonment... So Steven moves in with me and we had a spare room. So I asked all my friends and one of them said she'd do it. Bev moved in a week after Steven did and I figured everything was gonna be perfect. Towards the end of July Bev and her boyfriend at the time decided they were gonna get married and he was gonna move in with us. Which was more than fine with us because he was being shipped to boot camp in mid September so it wasn't going to be over crowded in the apartment.

~August~
This was the month my soul died. My older sister Brianne died in a car accident on the 1st. I was vaccuming my living room when my dad called telling me to get dressed I needed to go to my mom's house. So I turned off the vaccum and told Bev and Steven one of them needed to finish the hallway I needed to go. At that point I had no idea what was going on. I threw some clothes on and I was in the bathroom when my dad showed up. I was just drying my hands when my dad yelled through the door... "Brianne's dead." I threw the door open and looked at him. I saw his mouth moving and knew he was trying to tell me what happened but all that came from my mouth was "What!" "Brianne's dead. Her and Billy (her husband) were drinking, had a fight last night and she took off. They found her this morning in a cannal by her house." I barely heard the last part before I walked right back into my bathroom so I could break down. The world stopped turning for me and Bev could see it in my eyes right before I went back in my bathroom. She opened the door and just wrapped me up in her arms. I was hysterical by that point but I found the nerve to calm down enough to brush my hair and leave the house. I walked in my mom's house and it was no surprise that at 3 in the afternoon my mother was well on her way to being drunk. I could tell you every detail of that day but the only other part that sticks out the most was I recalled the night before around 2am when I was online and I felt something crash behind me. The thing is the only thing behind my chair is my closet wall. I got up and nothing had fallen and I figured there must have been an earthquack in California and I was feeling the after shock. I've always been slightly pychic and my sister was my hero so it was really no surprised that I felt the car roll over. Which was exactly what the sound and feel of the crash...My sister's service was scheduled on the 9th which was also my brother's 19th birthday. Since I'm now the oldest I had to make a speech and I was the only person other than my brother-in-law that made my neice Scoti cry. Which since I just made it up on the spot is pretty good... The rest of the month I spent my time avoiding my feelings and working on Bev's wedding.

~September~
I had worked my ass off all of July so that Bev could be married by the 15th but on the 6th she decided she didn't want to get married. So all my hard work was for nothing. Plus I had 2 dresses and no where to wear it to. Lame and that was when I started to despise my room mate. Bev spiraled into the lamest depression I had ever seen which soon climaxed in her boyfriend shipping out for boot camp. All of September I had to listen to her bitch about it being the worst time in her life. That no one was in as much pain as she was.

~October~
I stopped talking to my room mate all together. I couldn't show my boyfriend any affection in any room other than my bedroom because it would piss her off. And even when we would sneak off to have that time together she would get mad and tell me I was a bad person for trying to have a relationship. Our friendship was falling apart so fast it was like watching Nascar. At some point during the month Bev started to notice that my relationship was starting to strain and asked if there was a problem. Of course I told her we were fine. Truth was that I had broken up with Steven 3 times by that point because it was so hard for me to function. My sister's death had effected me so much that I was pushing everyone around me away. Including Steven even though he was trying so hard to be supportive.

~November~
Bev had her 21st birthday early on in the month and a week after I asked her to move out. She was being mean and resentful and to top it all off she wasn't paying any rent. She at that point owed us $1200 in back rent. I had had enough and I yelled at her. I told her that I was sick of how much we had to walk on egg shells for her. That while her boyfriend was away from her that didn't mean it was the end of the world. I told her that she was being ridiculous that he was at least still alive. She kept running around the apartment whining about it being hell for her meanwhile I was hiding in my bedroom at night crying for hours at a time while looking at old photographs wishing for my sister back. I'm pretty sure when I said that it made her feel like crap.

By the 14th she was gone and I had talked my friend Carmen into moving in with us. Plus she was begging for somewhere to live. Things had flipped completely around I wanted to have a life again and I was starting to realize that the earth was still turning. My friend Krissy and I decided it was time to get GEDs so we started studying hard core. Thanksgiving was hard because I always went to my sister's house but that couldn't happen so I ended up at my dad's. It was fun but it was missing something that I knew would never come. Thanksgiving was also my 2 year anniversary with Steven which was fun but he had to work that night so it was a very short morning celebration before he had to go to bed so he could work that night.

~December~
The lull in the year. Christmas shopping, Carmen's 21st and Steven's 23rd birthdays were the 14th so we celebrated those. Christmas came and it was just like Thanksgiving only with presents. Krissy and I decided that by the end of January we would be ready to take the GED test. But other than that nothing huge.

~January~
Spent New Years alone which I ended up cryin because I realized I was starting a new year but my sister wasn't. My 21st Birthday was the 10th which Steven took it off so we could be together but I spent the whole day sleeping. I had had enough booze between Bev's birthday and new years that I havn't touched anything since so I didn't even drink on my birthday.

~Febuary~
Krissy and I took the GED the first Wednesday of the month and it was a lot easier in all areas expect the math. Krissy pased everything. Math just barely but I failed the math. I got a 380 when you needed at least a 410 to pass. Loser me has to retake that part but on the brightside its the only part I failed. Everything else was over a 500 and my Writing was a very high 630 out of 800. On the brightside Krissy got one and she really needs it because she is about to start the second trimester of her pregnancy. I'm proud of her for getting one. Now for me to not be a loser next month when I go back to retake it. The 30 day wait that I have to have is killing me but whatever.
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But thats how the last 7 months have been for me. High ups and very low downs. Hopefully some of this has entertained some of you. Until next time humans.