I'm down to the last hour of June 2011 and I am SO GRATEFUL that this month is ending. For those outside of the loop of my life, here's why this month was so god-awful and shitty (in chronological order):

1) My cat died. Yeah, he was 16 and old and we were expecting it. But this was my cat, I had him since I was 5. And for those who grew up with pets, they are more than just pets. Losing one is like losing your mom or your dad.

2) My bike was stolen. Yes, the Bianchi is no more. For those who know me, this was my child and my life. I went through 2 bottles of wine, crying in the bathtub, that night. BUT... I realized that I have never loved anything more in my life than I did that bike and that I had never been THIS distraught over a boy. I was pretty optimistic about finding it, but within 3 days, that optimism wore off. I gave in and bought another bike. Thank god I work at a bike shop. Otherwise, I would be financially-fucked.

3) My roommate decided NOT to sign the lease on our new place, so now I've got to find a new roommate (any takers?) Luckily, I've received quite a bit of interest, so this shouldn't be SO bad.

4) Boyfriend called quits. Yeah, that always sucks. Wasn't even anything I did (so far as I know) Do the long distance thing for 8 months and then bail out when you're FINALLY in the same area-- can someone tell me how that makes sense? I guess I just wasn't his deal anymore... It's been less than a week, but it's hit me just how much of a presence he's had in my life and thus, his disappearance has left a bit of a void (understatement). I think I'm going to sit in the deep beautiful melancholy of everything that's happened, though. And then I will pick myself back up, because they tell us that's what we need to do.

5) I got into a car accident. Right after I had: paid rent, paid credit card bills, dropped money on a grill for my backyard. PERFECT TIMING. Luckily, I'm fine (save for the typical rush of adrenaline & muscle cramps as a result) and the damage to the car isn't TOO terrible. Blatantly the fault of the other driver, I'm still prepared to fight that I was not at fault. Apparently, being 22 means I'm irresponsible and most likely at fault.

So that's been my June. Aside from these 5 major points, there have been some other little things (best friend's dad died suddenly) but there has been a lot of growth and realizing how good I have it, how I'm living the life and kicking ass in the process.

Yep, thank god July starts in less than an hour.
I'm done dealing with June.