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Alright, for those of you who don't know me, I am SkaPaladin. I started off at 255, and I got myself all the way down to 175. Hella progress, in my opinion.
Well, I was living with a roommate, that I accidentally fell for, but she had... less-than-ladylike tendencies. It involved bedding close friends of mine, on more than one occasion. She completely disregarded the way I felt, and at that point, I decided to take it on myself to reverse the rolls, and make her fall for me. That is where my vengeance begins...
(Not really, but wouldn't it be great?)
Anyways, I had gotten myself on track. Had a great job, fairly labor intensive, but it was easy, and it helped me to get fit. She had gotten a boyfriend, so I pretty much had the apartment to myself, and I was starting to save money for when the lease ended, and I went out on my own.
(She was going to school in Japan, but needed an extra month on the lease, since the lease was up at the end of July, but she didn't leave for Japan until mid August. Part of me thinks she decided to go to Japan for school, because of how much I have always wanted to go to Japan. I like the culture, and she liked doing things before other people, so she could rub it in their faces. But, she really got into the culture when I sparked her interest. Well, the culture, the language, the lifestyle. Regardless whether she admits it or not, I got her into those things.)
So, at the start of July, I was to begin my savings. I figured 4 weeks of saving would net me enough to go out and get an apartment of my own. I worked at a liquor warehouse, and considering that the busy season was coming up, I was going to get a smaller apartment closer to work. I would have made plenty of money (and some of the friends I made there said that a weekly paycheck of $2000 was not uncommon) and I was looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, this is where the plot twist takes place. She decided to move in with her boyfriend. Mid-June, which I was unaware of. I was under the impression that she was just staying over at his place. When she informed me of this decision, she tried to get me to take over the bills, since she was no longer "living there." Which I promptly refused, because in our original agreement, I move in with her, to alleviate her increasing money problems, by taking over half of the bills. I PAY HALF, and she pays half. I felt she was still obligated to pay her half, whether she *chose* to stay there, or not. I figured this was a fair argument, considering she tried to unload her money problems on me, just so she could spend her money on her boyfriend.
She didn't see any reason to continue paying on an apartment she wasn't using, so, rather than extending the lease a month, as per our original agreement, she decided to let the lease expire at the end of the month. I figured I would let her have that, since it would still allow me enough time to accrue enough money for my own apartment, but once that first week hit, she decided that she was going to break the lease 2 weeks early, and demanded my stuff be vacated from our place.
Of course, me being the 'incredible' person I am, I went ahead and obliged. I had almost no room for myself in my car, and it was difficult to use my mirrors, but I was able to get practically everything home in one trip. Keep in mind, that this was after a long day of work, I got out 6am friday morning, to a note on my door, saying to have my stuff out by the weekend, which incensed me enough to just say **** it, and vacate and never look back.
But, my life doesn't work out like I want it to, and I wasn't able to get everything. I left my bed, my desk, and 2 random boxes I left in the closet. I was going to get those after I got out of work on Sunday.
She texted me, and asked if I wanted her help to get the rest of my stuff, since I didn't have a truck, and she did, but I told her to just worry about herself, and I would take care of myself. Of course, she didn't listen, and she decided to take my stuff for ransom. Her demands, my half of the rent, half of the bills, and in addition to that, she decided that it would be fair to force me into paying half of the additional costs for breaking the lease.
So here I am, just starting out, forced out of my place of living, almost 2 months ahead of schedule, no money to my name, other than what is coming to me at the end of the week, with probably somewhere in the area of a $500 tab. Well, I didn't see any point in paying for something I am not going to use... (my argument differs from hers, in that it was her choice to stay somewhere else, while she still had bills to pay, where as I was forced out. I felt justified in my decision that she should pay all additional expenses, and I payed for everything I used. That was within the bounds of our agreement, and I hope that you all agree with me)
So I went back to my parents house, with all of my stuff, and they lovingly took me back in.
Now, for the next part of the dilemma. My job was already 45 minutes away from where I was living before, now, it's in the area of 1.5 hours away. And considering we normally took 10-14 hour days, depending on the workload (first, that is in our off season, and second, we don't leave until the work is done) coupled with other time restraints. And, my car isn't the most reliable thing in the world. At least, not for the amount of strain that would have to be placed on it under these situations.
Regardless of how much I enjoyed working there, not to mention the 50% discount on almost all varieties of liquor, I had to quit. According to my father, a mechanic, my car wouldn't have been able to take that strain for too long. And my mother said that my body wouldn't have been able to take on the schedule that was being forced on me. (She's just being a mother, you know how they are)
So, all in all, I fell for a relatively heartless girl, who I lived with, and was forced to see living a promiscuous lifestyle, from which I was immediately expelled when I was forced out of her apartment, which in turn directly influenced the quitting of the job. No more money, so all my important bills quickly caught up (including, but not limited to cell phone, food bills, INTERNET)
So, with my lack of money, I could no longer live my Atkins lifestyle as easily as I would have liked. By this point, I just kinda stopped caring, because she singlehandedly took my life apart, piece by piece. So I put on 25 pounds.
The only satisfaction I get out of this, is that I was able to wrench at least $500 of spending money that she'll never be able to use in Japan, not to mention that she had an accident over there. (It wasn't a serious accident, but it did require knee surgery.) She missed a lot of school, lost her grant money, and was forced to come back to America.
The way I see it, I am saddened that I haven't been able to go to Japan as of yet. But she did go. And it was ripped away from her. And in my experience, it's always more painful to get what you want and have it taken away, as opposed to never having it at all.
Anyways, I haven't had internet in a while. Just got it back a little while ago, and I was kind of embarrassed that I had gained so much weight back, so I was hesitant, but I am back.
I'm on my 3rd day of induction, again. Back at 199.
Wish me luck guys, I'm on the rollercoaster again.
(And if you think this short story of my life was thrilling, you should hear some of my other stories. I swear, if I were to write an autobiographyit would be so unbelievable, books stores will force it into the realistic fiction section)
Well, I was living with a roommate, that I accidentally fell for, but she had... less-than-ladylike tendencies. It involved bedding close friends of mine, on more than one occasion. She completely disregarded the way I felt, and at that point, I decided to take it on myself to reverse the rolls, and make her fall for me. That is where my vengeance begins...
(Not really, but wouldn't it be great?)
Anyways, I had gotten myself on track. Had a great job, fairly labor intensive, but it was easy, and it helped me to get fit. She had gotten a boyfriend, so I pretty much had the apartment to myself, and I was starting to save money for when the lease ended, and I went out on my own.
(She was going to school in Japan, but needed an extra month on the lease, since the lease was up at the end of July, but she didn't leave for Japan until mid August. Part of me thinks she decided to go to Japan for school, because of how much I have always wanted to go to Japan. I like the culture, and she liked doing things before other people, so she could rub it in their faces. But, she really got into the culture when I sparked her interest. Well, the culture, the language, the lifestyle. Regardless whether she admits it or not, I got her into those things.)
So, at the start of July, I was to begin my savings. I figured 4 weeks of saving would net me enough to go out and get an apartment of my own. I worked at a liquor warehouse, and considering that the busy season was coming up, I was going to get a smaller apartment closer to work. I would have made plenty of money (and some of the friends I made there said that a weekly paycheck of $2000 was not uncommon) and I was looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, this is where the plot twist takes place. She decided to move in with her boyfriend. Mid-June, which I was unaware of. I was under the impression that she was just staying over at his place. When she informed me of this decision, she tried to get me to take over the bills, since she was no longer "living there." Which I promptly refused, because in our original agreement, I move in with her, to alleviate her increasing money problems, by taking over half of the bills. I PAY HALF, and she pays half. I felt she was still obligated to pay her half, whether she *chose* to stay there, or not. I figured this was a fair argument, considering she tried to unload her money problems on me, just so she could spend her money on her boyfriend.
She didn't see any reason to continue paying on an apartment she wasn't using, so, rather than extending the lease a month, as per our original agreement, she decided to let the lease expire at the end of the month. I figured I would let her have that, since it would still allow me enough time to accrue enough money for my own apartment, but once that first week hit, she decided that she was going to break the lease 2 weeks early, and demanded my stuff be vacated from our place.
Of course, me being the 'incredible' person I am, I went ahead and obliged. I had almost no room for myself in my car, and it was difficult to use my mirrors, but I was able to get practically everything home in one trip. Keep in mind, that this was after a long day of work, I got out 6am friday morning, to a note on my door, saying to have my stuff out by the weekend, which incensed me enough to just say **** it, and vacate and never look back.
But, my life doesn't work out like I want it to, and I wasn't able to get everything. I left my bed, my desk, and 2 random boxes I left in the closet. I was going to get those after I got out of work on Sunday.
She texted me, and asked if I wanted her help to get the rest of my stuff, since I didn't have a truck, and she did, but I told her to just worry about herself, and I would take care of myself. Of course, she didn't listen, and she decided to take my stuff for ransom. Her demands, my half of the rent, half of the bills, and in addition to that, she decided that it would be fair to force me into paying half of the additional costs for breaking the lease.
So here I am, just starting out, forced out of my place of living, almost 2 months ahead of schedule, no money to my name, other than what is coming to me at the end of the week, with probably somewhere in the area of a $500 tab. Well, I didn't see any point in paying for something I am not going to use... (my argument differs from hers, in that it was her choice to stay somewhere else, while she still had bills to pay, where as I was forced out. I felt justified in my decision that she should pay all additional expenses, and I payed for everything I used. That was within the bounds of our agreement, and I hope that you all agree with me)
So I went back to my parents house, with all of my stuff, and they lovingly took me back in.
Now, for the next part of the dilemma. My job was already 45 minutes away from where I was living before, now, it's in the area of 1.5 hours away. And considering we normally took 10-14 hour days, depending on the workload (first, that is in our off season, and second, we don't leave until the work is done) coupled with other time restraints. And, my car isn't the most reliable thing in the world. At least, not for the amount of strain that would have to be placed on it under these situations.
Regardless of how much I enjoyed working there, not to mention the 50% discount on almost all varieties of liquor, I had to quit. According to my father, a mechanic, my car wouldn't have been able to take that strain for too long. And my mother said that my body wouldn't have been able to take on the schedule that was being forced on me. (She's just being a mother, you know how they are)
So, all in all, I fell for a relatively heartless girl, who I lived with, and was forced to see living a promiscuous lifestyle, from which I was immediately expelled when I was forced out of her apartment, which in turn directly influenced the quitting of the job. No more money, so all my important bills quickly caught up (including, but not limited to cell phone, food bills, INTERNET)
So, with my lack of money, I could no longer live my Atkins lifestyle as easily as I would have liked. By this point, I just kinda stopped caring, because she singlehandedly took my life apart, piece by piece. So I put on 25 pounds.
The only satisfaction I get out of this, is that I was able to wrench at least $500 of spending money that she'll never be able to use in Japan, not to mention that she had an accident over there. (It wasn't a serious accident, but it did require knee surgery.) She missed a lot of school, lost her grant money, and was forced to come back to America.
The way I see it, I am saddened that I haven't been able to go to Japan as of yet. But she did go. And it was ripped away from her. And in my experience, it's always more painful to get what you want and have it taken away, as opposed to never having it at all.
Anyways, I haven't had internet in a while. Just got it back a little while ago, and I was kind of embarrassed that I had gained so much weight back, so I was hesitant, but I am back.
I'm on my 3rd day of induction, again. Back at 199.
Wish me luck guys, I'm on the rollercoaster again.
(And if you think this short story of my life was thrilling, you should hear some of my other stories. I swear, if I were to write an autobiographyit would be so unbelievable, books stores will force it into the realistic fiction section)
Welcome to the boards; I wish you the best of luck!! 
...Was in HEAVEN -got to 150, for awhile, then got too busy, and gave in too much... and... OK holding pattern "keep it together..." 
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