"Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up/these are the best days of our lives"

Since my last post I'm feeling signifigantly better. I had my aunt taken off of my accounts and I'm
starting to think and plan for my future, as cliche as that sounds. I relize now that I can't blame my
aunt entirely for what happened; my own negligence is also partly responsible for what happened.
I think that this the sign that I'm finally maturing into a responsible adult. I'm actually making
tentative financial plans that include building a nest egg and owning my own home. Right now I'm
hanging out at Something Sweet here in Tucson after having driven all over town after my friends.
It occurs to me that my crew and I are somewhat like the gay marines- no one gets left behind. I know
I'll miss the road rage, freeway driving and car sing-a-longs should we ever suffer a parting of the ways.
Other good news is that Monday I tentatively start my job with the school again so I'll have a steady
source of income again.

Money Money Money

This week has been an interesting blend of emotions due to a mixture of good bad and
badder news that I've recieved. The good news is that Monday was my last spanish class
that I have to take as a requisite for the university, but of course will not be the last one.
It was an easy peasy class and I got an A, which is a great thing to have accomplished
during my summer vacay. The less than stellar news involving my life is that today I
paid for my fall classes which wasn't the most pleasant experience but I used the money
left over to buy lunch in a hip, urban downtown cafe. As for the completely horrific news,
I found out a few days ago that my aunt stole the money from the insurance settement
on my dearly departed ford, Abby and used it to pay off part of her bottomles pit of
credit card debt. She took this money from my account, of which she was put on as
the co-signatory when I was 18. I have always considered thieves to be people that
I don't want in my life, and this newsis such a devestating betrayal because she was
someone that I trusted. The thing that pisses me off the most about all of this is that
when she was telling me the news, she tried to semi-justify her reason for stealing
by saying that she needed the money. It can said that junkies need their next fix but
it really doesn't make it okay when your friend steals your stereo in order to score
some smack. So basically this means that I'm not going to be buying a car any time
soon and I'll get my money back when hell freezes over. But I have learned a valuable
lesson out of all of this and tomorrow I'm going to the bank and taking her name off
of all of my accounts.