Friday night I met up with a friend of mine from college so we could go downtown in our college town. We headed to a thing called Hi Ho Silver, which is something I never actually attended when I was in college because it wasn't at "my bar" So basically there's a 2 hour time period where you get 2 drinks, they can be anything as long as it's well liquor, for any silver coin. Basically you can get 2 drinks for a nickle. Needless to say I drank way too much. I had probably a good 8-10 drinks in that time span. I managed to make it until almost midnight before I knew I had to go throw up & then head home. It was still a lot of fun though. I haven't let loose like that, & still maintained my dignity, although I did kiss a guy, in awhile.
On my drive home from my friend's place the next morning I got a 3 page text message from my roommate. Basically I no longer have a roommate. He apparently had some medical issue come up, that I have no idea what it is or how serious it is, & he's moving to his parents' place in Florida but is still going to pay for his share of the place. He also doesn't know for sure if he'll be back at all within the year or not. So basically I spent most of Sunday hungover, sad, pissed off, concerned, & on the verge of tears. I have no idea what is actually wrong with him & we had yet to meet so I have no right to ask him. On the bright side I don't have to stress about money because he's still going to take care of his share but on the downside I was really looking forward to having a roommate/friend & something potentially serious is wrong with him. I was in such an awful mood that I literally did nothing but sit on the couch all day trying to figure shit out & watch movies. I did go for a little jeep ride with my daddy after supper which was nice.
I spent the morning trying to figure more shit out with the house & very briefly talked to the roommate (can I still call him my roommate??) I just hung around the house with my parents for most of the morning & afternoon since my daddy had to leave to go back to work again & it'll probably be a good 2 weeks before I get to see him again. Later in the afternoon my mom headed out to go shopping. I got a new pair of heels (that I actually once owned in college but for some dumb reason got rid of), some new underwear since Victoria's Secret was having a 7 for $26.50 deal, & a new phone case since my broke. Since I was feeling kinda bad about not working out at all yesterday I did my workouts for both days when we got back from shopping.
Basically it was a very low key weekend...minus the bomb dropped on me by my unmet roommate. I also realize that I'm being slightly selfish for being upset/sad/annoyed that he won't be living with me possibly ever when he's the one with some sort of unexpected medical issue that's obviously somewhat serious. Change of plans & I just don't do well together.
On that note however, if y'all could say a little prayer for my would be roommate it'd be appreciated.