Landlords Not Only Take Your Money, but They are Also Huge Jerks

        So I got back to New Paltz today after a short trip home to find that my landlord and his girlfriend, whom I share a house with, decided to call it quits somewhere in the past forty-eight hours..... The last I knew, which was Friday, they were making wedding plans; but it turns out a little twenty-one year old "hussy" got in the way; I'm adding that little epithet in for my poor friend who would never even kill a fly let alone call her ex-boyfriend's mistress a slut. Now, as we all know, breakups can either be civil, or completely barbaric. In this case it turned out to be the latter. There currently boxes strewn across every surface of the house, along with tension thick enough to cut with a butter knife. She is taking it surprising well considering the jerk gave her a week to find a new place to live and she has four hundred pages of reading to do by Wednesday for her grad class; not to mention she had to find a place to bring her beloved dogs while she figured out where she was going to go. 

       All of this got me thinking, why do some break ups happen when we least expect it? It can seem like everything is going just peachy and then one morning, out of the blue.... Wham! Like being hit by a truck, a person's entire world can come crashing down around them. All of the plans, and goals, and dreams of the couple just age in the matter of one conversation, to the point where they seem so out of date and jaded that all but the shadow of them disappear into nothing.

      So, does that mean there are clues in relationships to figure out if perhaps, possibly, kinda- sorta-maybe, there's a chance it will all end in fire and brimstone?

      In the case of my landlord and his ex, I guess there could have been clues. Websites offer a myriad of dating and relationship advise, to find out if he's cheating, or if he will cheat, or how to be a good girlfriend, and what not to do. The list goes on and on. But really, there can't be any sure way to tell, because no one can predict the future, and no one can even comprehend how crazy and erratic some people can be. Dumb decisions are made every day. And maybe even though she feels like the world could end any second, tomorrow is another day, and maybe along with the next sunrise, she will see new insight... Or then again, maybe they will be back together again, remaking wedding plans and just looking at it as a bump in the road. For now though, I'm gunna hide in my room until its safe to come out.