So, I haven't been writing for such a long time that I dunno where to begin summarizing what has happened in the last few weeks. ....

The most important part that I kept secret because I didn't want to trouble you was that after I lost my job on March 23rd was that Pat kicked me out three days later, on March 26th.
On Friday and Saturday evening we were still laughting and having a drink together and on Sunday I spend the night somewhere else and when I got back home on Monday afternoon she was in bed, ill, and I opened the door, asked her if she was feeling better and she just said: "I've had enough. I want you to pack your bags and go." Nice one I thought but could I change it?

Marc had warned me before that something was wrong and I thought I was prepared but not prepared for that!! So I phoned Mickael who had moved out earlier that week and he said it was no prob that I stayed with him for the time being.

Well, after two days I couldn't stand it anymore cos as you may know I have never lived together with a man (Keppi isn't counting!) so not having my own room was quite intimidating. So after two days I said good-bye to Mickael and moved to Marc in the hope that he would let me stay on the couch in the living room.

Well, that didn't work out either and he insisted on me sharing the room with him. After some time I agreed, longing for a nice soft bed, but again a very very bad descision and the probs started for earnest! ....

I need my freedom, my privat sphere and some time alone so hanging out with the same person all the tim is quite intimidating for me. No way!! Yuk!!! But Marc did, so that's where it started.
The first week was quite ok, some getting used to the situation but it was ok and on March 31st I had my first interview at the 'East Village' (where I had dropped in my CV already the weekend before) which went quite well.
But 'at home' things weren't going so well. ....

But I have to go to work now. lol. I will tell u the rest soon, k?!
Cu then n have a nice eve.

Yours,
Joanne.