Mike moved out yesterday. I feel....really sad. I cried Saturday, Sunday, Monday and
today. I hate this. I honestly loved the apartment we were in. I saw Mike's
apartment for the first time yesterday. It is small, but I hate him for being
able to afford it. I think about the apartment that we have now and I hate
having to give it up. I think about the apartment that I could have had and
I hate Avalon for not working with me. On top of that, I was talking to one
of the leasing agents the other day and she basically told me that she
would have worked with me and gave me the apartment at the time that I
wanted it. I was shock and regretful, but then, she say that now, but she
was in the room when I was telling the other lady that I don't want to move
in immediately because I do not want to be paying for two apartments. And
neither her nor any of the other leasing agents did or say anything.

I went to look at the apartment that I'm moving into today and it looks worse at night.
For some reason I seem to see all the scratches and cracks. On top of that, I found
out that the radiator is leaking and they are going to fix it tomorrow, but the floor
is damaged. I'm fine with that as long as I don't get hurt walking barefoot. I'm a
barefoot kind of girl. I hate this I hate this I hate all this. I am a very hateful
person this month.
 
It has been a rough month. First it was busy season at work and working
everyday from 9 am till 12 am. Dealing with my annoying senior and a new
manager. Finding an apartment. Arguing with Avalon. Planning on moving.
Immediately starting work with another client. Then immigration sent me a
letter after one year saying that they need more prove that I did not marry
Roger for a green card and I have till April 10 to prove that. And
apparently they lost some of the previous documents that I sent them. So
now I have to scurry and put together all the paperwork from four years ago!!! Poor 
Roger. I asked a shitload of stuff from him. And he moved a couple of months ago, so
he threw away everything...Well, good for him! Finally a clean home. But now I have 
rush my friends to write me letters and all that shit. And of course, I'm moving...
so now I'm afraid that the mail might get lost. On top of all that I had to make 
travel plans asap because 92K of my miles are expiring today. So I guess that's one
good thing that has happened. I found out that my sister is taking my niece back
to Malaysia and I coordinated to go back at the same time as her so that I can see my
niece and the rest of my family. Of course it had to be difficult because ALL FLIGHTS
ARE FULLY BOOKED. 

Anyway, March is coming to an end. April is an almost new beginning. I look forward to 
a happier post. There are people worse off than me.