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Roommate and I got into it again on Friday.
Kevin came to pick me up for our camping trip and several things happened:
1. I was in the bathroom, and she says to Kevin "I hope you're not staying the night."
2. She takes me out into the hall and asks me if he is and, not that it's her business, I told her that no, we were going camping for the weekend. She proceed to tell me that she wants me to send Kevin home on Sundays at 12 because it's "annoying" that he says into Monday (it's allowed by our dorm) and she has to see him when she gets back from class. She said that he didn't need to be here every weekend. (Which he isn't) And, after I told her he lives an hour+ away, told me I need to go see him.
Who the FUCK does she think she is? Seriously?! Who does she think she is, trying to tell me when I can and cannot see my boyfriend. I told her that, so long as rules allow, he is going to visit me.
Other than that, she's also gotten on the phone at 7 AM, turned the lights on when I'm sleeping, and blared her music out of her computer (all breaking our Roommate Agreement thing).
Tell me if I'm crazy?
But I talked to my RA, Nate, and we're going to have to have separate meetings with the big boss of the dorm.
I'm nervous, but I also want to get this over with. I don't feel like I should have to move out of the room, seeing as I am not the problem but, fuck, if I have to I will. That's the only way this will be solved. FUCK.
Okay. Other than that I had an amazing weekend and met some really awesome people.
About the other post (the Exploding Dog one): I really do feel that way. I mean, I'm beginning to care about things more, but the majority of me still feels apathetic. About everything, almost.
Blarghearhaghgh.
I don't know, anymore.
I feel like I'm waiting on something bigger.
I feel like I'm meant to be something better.
Kevin came to pick me up for our camping trip and several things happened:
1. I was in the bathroom, and she says to Kevin "I hope you're not staying the night."
2. She takes me out into the hall and asks me if he is and, not that it's her business, I told her that no, we were going camping for the weekend. She proceed to tell me that she wants me to send Kevin home on Sundays at 12 because it's "annoying" that he says into Monday (it's allowed by our dorm) and she has to see him when she gets back from class. She said that he didn't need to be here every weekend. (Which he isn't) And, after I told her he lives an hour+ away, told me I need to go see him.
Who the FUCK does she think she is? Seriously?! Who does she think she is, trying to tell me when I can and cannot see my boyfriend. I told her that, so long as rules allow, he is going to visit me.
Other than that, she's also gotten on the phone at 7 AM, turned the lights on when I'm sleeping, and blared her music out of her computer (all breaking our Roommate Agreement thing).
Tell me if I'm crazy?
But I talked to my RA, Nate, and we're going to have to have separate meetings with the big boss of the dorm.
I'm nervous, but I also want to get this over with. I don't feel like I should have to move out of the room, seeing as I am not the problem but, fuck, if I have to I will. That's the only way this will be solved. FUCK.
Okay. Other than that I had an amazing weekend and met some really awesome people.
About the other post (the Exploding Dog one): I really do feel that way. I mean, I'm beginning to care about things more, but the majority of me still feels apathetic. About everything, almost.
Blarghearhaghgh.
I don't know, anymore.
I feel like I'm waiting on something bigger.
I feel like I'm meant to be something better.