want to move. need to move. must get out of this place. now.
what the roomies have done today:
*spend half an hour trying to break into the bedroom when i was trying to sleep around 4am. then pretended not to notice when i said something. then left a note about giving tp i dont have so she can "wipe her stinky ass" or something. i dont remember.
*woke me up in the morning with yelling. and slamming doors. and banging. etc.
*she tried talking to me this morn; since theyre mad at each other she was being nice.... suggested that possibly it was jon who killed my pacey.... [YEAH, PACEYS DEAD. I FOUND HIM LYING ON THE COUNTER. JUST A LITTLE SUSPICIOUS. AND YEAH, I CRIED. REDICULOUS SHIT.]
*came back from class and this is what i see:
-boxes thrown all down the stairway, blocking the door
-mine and nomes pix scratched (as well as the wall) and some thrown and crinkled
-his tools thrown around the living room
-papers thrown around the living room
-my poster torn down
-broken dishes
-part of the blending dicer blade thing on the floor
*oh, and someone keeps openning my door and going in my room. ugh. i hate that. why would someone need to be messing with my shit???? arg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i dont know. id like to reiterrate for the thousandth time, NOBODY listens to me. dont want to believe me? fine. just remember that i am right.
but its good that im getting niceness now i guess.... since im moving out soon....
*spend half an hour trying to break into the bedroom when i was trying to sleep around 4am. then pretended not to notice when i said something. then left a note about giving tp i dont have so she can "wipe her stinky ass" or something. i dont remember.
*woke me up in the morning with yelling. and slamming doors. and banging. etc.
*she tried talking to me this morn; since theyre mad at each other she was being nice.... suggested that possibly it was jon who killed my pacey.... [YEAH, PACEYS DEAD. I FOUND HIM LYING ON THE COUNTER. JUST A LITTLE SUSPICIOUS. AND YEAH, I CRIED. REDICULOUS SHIT.]
*came back from class and this is what i see:
-boxes thrown all down the stairway, blocking the door
-mine and nomes pix scratched (as well as the wall) and some thrown and crinkled
-his tools thrown around the living room
-papers thrown around the living room
-my poster torn down
-broken dishes
-part of the blending dicer blade thing on the floor
*oh, and someone keeps openning my door and going in my room. ugh. i hate that. why would someone need to be messing with my shit???? arg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i dont know. id like to reiterrate for the thousandth time, NOBODY listens to me. dont want to believe me? fine. just remember that i am right.
but its good that im getting niceness now i guess.... since im moving out soon....