Yes... more blogging!

So, if you didn't already know, I've been staying at my mother's for a while now, to help take care of her, since my little sister has not bothered to lately - and has since been enjoying herself and going out and partying and god knows what with her friends. My grandmother, the 1937 stuck-in-the-past woman that I have written about in posts earlier, had called me several days ago to tell me that the superintendent was furious with me. Confused, I asked her what I might have done. She said that he said that I have left several carts in the hallway and that I blocked the garbage chute with a bag of garbage. What I don't seem to understand is how I could have a twin somehow living at my grandmother's and personally causing this damage, considering these things happened while at my mother's. I cannot be at two places at once. So far, to my knowledge, cloning has happened only with sheep.

She said that, upon giving me his cell phone number, which I had pretended to write down, if I don't call him and apologize, that I would find myself kicked out of her apartment. Firstly, there is no way I am apologizing for a crime that I haven't committed. I refuse to. Completely.

So, the old woman kicked me out. I am staying at my mother's, which she, my mother, has no problem with, and in fact thought that I was going to do so anyway. The only one that most likely has a problem with this is my sister, and considering that they already have enough trouble getting by, it's not logical to simply invite another mouth to feed.

My mother wishes that I would get a job, so that I could save up enough money to get a place of my own. However, I have looked for employment and North Bay does not have any jobs available. And if they are available, they are usually presented to family and friends of the business first, and then if there are still spots, they give it to the most qualified applicant. I am not qualified in anything, this is the issue. I'm inexperienced in basically anything, and even though I am more than ready to accept and follow through with any training, still no luck. Had I been looking for a job when I was 15, maybe I would have a better selection to choose from, and had had the experience I would have needed after 4 years.

"You're still writing?" Sarah asked me while she was browsing through more blogs and stumbling upon things on Stumble Upon. Yes, I write a lot when I feel inspired about something. You inspired me to update more, on the same day by telling me to write about how my grandmother kicked me out. Now, I'm writing about all kinds of things, which I don't really mind writing about because at least it's writing about something. Okay, now I'm just rambling.

I am quite happy that I am staying another night at Sarah's. Although she does have the privilege of the internet, she's great company and makes me laugh constantly. She's a great friend, and I'm lucky to PMS with her. Haha.