...or so it would seem.

I don't understand the fascination that some people have with continuing to live in a "high school mentality".  Instead of taking blame and responsibility for their own actions, they will do everything possible to throw the blame on everyone else, as if they have some kind of reputation to uphold.

A couple of weeks back, I took a stance against all the liars, bullshitters, manipulators, etc in my life.  I've always been too easy to take advantage of, and I've finally had enough of it.  It's Spring Cleaning, and it means that my life is drastically changing from booting people out one after the other.  First was a large group of people that I've realized I don't care much for hanging out with because I don't personally agree with some of their lifestyle choices (read: drugs and getting arrested).  After that, I booted a "friend" of 12 years from my life after finally seeing all the lies and manipulation that was there.  To be so blind for so long made me realize that I needed to start looking at my own life from outside of the box, much like I've told others to do in their own lives time and time again.

Now, as of today, I'm moving out of my apartment.  One of my roommates is already moving out due to some family issues that need to be taken care of, and I wish him the best of luck.  The other roommate...which some of you know who that is...I've just gotten flat-out sick of constantly being played out as the bad guy.  It's one thing if I do something and I can take responsibility for it.  It's another when I've done nothing wrong and that person's life keeps bleeding over into mine with negative consequences, repercussions, and continued bullshit.  Unable to deal with confrontation, this person hides behind her keyboard and her MySpace, painting an image that she is a victim and everyone else is the bad guy.  Many have gotten sick of it, and I'm the latest to be added to the long list.

So now is the moment where I have to realize that I've gotta move BACK in with my parents until I can find a place of my own.  I should've known better moving in with a 20-year-old that refuses to live in the real world.  Hopefully, I won't have to stay with my parents for long.

Next month, I'll be taking my first REAL vacation in my entire life.  There have been two times where I took a year off from working and everything else to just sit back and try to straighten my life out (once was after the Hell that was college in Phoenix, AZ...and the other was to move with my dad to Brunswick, GA where he was contracting for GulfStream - and he's being laid off in July from that 5 year job).  This time, I'll be taking a trip back to some of my roots, as I'll be visiting my father's family in Ohio (Perrysville and Mansfield to be precise).  I'm hoping that the open country, fresh air, cooler climates, and change of pace might help me clear my head and forget all this stupid shit ever happened.  It does mean that I have to end up seeing many people in my family that I could give a shit less for (minus a handful who I truly do care about).  Regardless, I would - at this point - rather deal with those people than so many others here in my hometown.