The Thin Line Between Frustration and Potential Rage.

Oct 06, 2006 13:29


I am fed up. Plain and simple. I am sick of the way I feel, and the way I have been feeling ever since school started. I am not happy. I do not enjoy being shit on by the people I am surrounded with. Let's list my frustrations, its more fun that way.

1. I am sick of being the one everyone comes to for venting purposes. Its not that I mind, its that when I don't come up with a solution to their problems, I am the new problem. I am the one they yell at and ask.

2. I am sick of not having Allie time. I can't even read my freaking book in my room, with my door shut for a few minutes before someone comes in a bitches at me. I need to relax every once in awhile, and last night WAS SUPPOSED to be my relaxing time. But it wasn't. I got bitched at. To get away from it, I had to go to bed so people would simply leave me alone.

3. I am sick of being referred to as the responsible one. Why do I have have to be responsible for the idiotic choices my 33 roommates make? I am not a babysitter. Don't come and ask me to keep an eye on someone. You are all big girls, in college. What are you going to do when you make it into the real world? I am nto going to be there, and neither is your mother. Grow the eff up.

4. Do not take out your anger and bad day on me. I don't need it. I don't need MORE negativity in my life than there already is.

5. Do not come in my room when my roommates and I are not here. And sit on my computer. To do your homework. It's my personal space and you are pushing into. You're pissing me off. cut it out.

6. I am sick of my position. I am sick of being the one everyone runs to when something goes wrong. And the one everyone blames when people are stupid and make RETARDED choices when they are drunk. It is not MY JOB to make sure you can take care of yourself. And to educate you on how NOT to be an idiot.

7. I want to quit. Because I am so sick of everything that I have to deal with.

I guess we could sum this: If you ever want to be the person who gets shit on, who is severely underappreciated, who everyone bitches at, who everyone runs to to fix EVERY g-d problem, to scrub everyone's dirty dishes because they think I'm their mom, to be the one everyone blames, to be the one who has to sacrifice sleep and time to make sure everyone is fucking happy, the one who does everything for nothing, who has no time to do anything for herself, including reading a book (for class or not), then be the fucking CR chair of this chapter, because I so desperately want to give the finger to this entire house and a big FUCK YOU!
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