First and foremost, this will be my last entry. Hopefully this'll be a doozy so you kids can have something to read and do. It's going to take me a couple of days to get everything, so here's the beginning:

About a month ago we were supposed to be out of our house. Go figure. Tells you how things are going so far.

So, my pressing issues? Getting this credit card shit paid off, going to school, getting a job, making Sabrina happy, making good grades, and being the good friend.

It's hard, almost to the point that it killed me.

About a month into school, 2 tests, 1 A and 1 B, 2 more tests next week, and I'm pretty sure I will do well on them, considering I thought I'd bomb the other two. I seriously haven't been this serious with school since Junior year of High School. I really don't know what it is - maybe it's a more homey feel, maybe it's being closer to my family support, maybe it's knowing people.

Which brings me to Lexi. Lexi has given me support far beyond I could ever imagine. She is one of my best allies in my fight for freedom. I love her to death. She keeps me in line and kicks my ass when I need it, and isn't afraid to chime in herself. I mean, what kind of little sister will attend a few lans with you and always kick some bot ass in Warcraft 3 every know and then?

I guess she was always an important part of me. I mean, she's swearing and being a bit more open in front of me now, which rocks my world. I've always wanted Lexi to be open to me, she's the best friend I ever had.

Work sucks. My past work places weren't left on the best of terms (I quit without notice at the Hotel, Golden Corral was laid off... or so I say on my application). I applied at Radioshack a couple of weeks ago, finally got in there to take a survey & arithmetic test. I'm praying to God that I get this job, it's comission based and I really want a job that I can succeed at, and make some buck for it.

Currently... $5,000 in debt. A lot of it is out of my control, seriously, more than half of it is the apartment up at OU, which due to technicalities and inconsistencies we aren't paying for it. They told us they rented it out to someone else, when they first told me I had to pay the rent, extra fees that are bullshit, yada yada yada.

Buy a house and make payments on it. Don't do the fucking off-campus housing bullshit.

$1600 is allocated to my credit card, every month $100 is added to it it seems. They are working with me a bit more than I expected, but I'm still worried that saving $25 a week will break me even. =|

What about this fucking Hurricaine Katrina? So much bullshit, I don't even know where to start. Gas prices surprised me to hell, but other than that, I can deal with it. In all honestly, $3 hasn't gotten me down too bad, and I'm the kid that has $0 (well, a bit more than that if you count my change bowl). I haven't had money in my wallet for the past week, and I'm going to honestly keep it that way as long as I can... so I don't buy useless shit. Gas, taking Sabrina out and throwing money at my statements are what I need to be worried about.

The money I do have is about to be thrown at the Red Cross. End of story.

Papa's in the hospital. Not sure if I've touched on it, but a couple months ago he fell and broke his pelvis, and he's been in and out of the hospital and nursing home since. He had a stroke recently, he's unable to talk and he doesn't want to drink or eat. It is getting really grim on that end. We'll see how it goes =|

My grandma died on October 2nd, 2004... Papa is about to go the same route :(

Mom is really wrecked about it. It's keeping her from doing other things, but on the other note, she is getting out and about about a hair more. It just sickens me that she just sits at home, watches the TV all day/night, playing with the cats. At least I'm talking to people.

Libby's still a bitch. Enough fucking said.

I love Sabrina with all of my heart. About to go on 8 months, and with any brand of luck, the months will turn into years. I see things in her that I want in a life partner, and things that I don't. Let's see: she's beautiful, intelligent, gets onto me for my looks a little bit, cleans my room (heart), gets into my gaming stuff for the life of her, and she's there to support me in the things I do. *melts* By the way, did I mention that she has a great ass?

Lately, some of the things that aren't kosher are dwelling on me. Maybe it's dwelling on her, too. We spend a lot of time together, and we're starting to fuss a bit more. It's a good thing, I suppose. Fussing gets things out. :D

Brad and Julie got married. Let me say, holy shit. Brad's somewhere in Hawaii, then he's being shipped off to some sea. FUN.

So, how should I end things? Procrastingating for my Health test (I think I'll do OK on it, I mean, Health isn't too bad, isn't it?), just trying to think of ways to close this bitch, forever.

I have a Myspace that I may update irregularly, it's californican.myspace.com, I think, or blog.myspace.com/californican, or something. Go look it up.

The pictures should be up until diaryland goes under, which I honestly don't think it's that much longer, but the comments are closed.

I'm also moving my e-mail address. My current address will be phased out over the next couple of months. I'll either fully move over to ssarver at ou dot edu or ssarver at gmail dot com .

Go read my first entry: God, I can just feel my 15 year old body write these shitty ass entries. ICQ, Dvd's, Dana, oh my God. It's finally good to put these things down forever. I might put a tidbit or two in here, but there won't be any new pictures or major updates from here on out.

And 5 years after I ask for them to do it, Diaryland lets you ban people from viewing your diary. Wow. Get on the damn ball.

To Jessica, Jamie, Dana, Brad, Amanda, the Tenacious Ten, Charlie, Heather, novastorm, deathbypixels, Linkin Park, Korn, Mrs. Worden, Mama, Sabrina - thank you.

Good night and God Bless,
-Steven