Drastic Measures.
I'm making this public so YOU CAN READ THIS POST (Lucky You! ).
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You go on with your pride shit and stuff. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! Really.
Remember one thing, though. You're not the the only one who resides in this shithole room, so you better get your thing together. You can go on and act like as if we don't exist --- the feeling is MUTUAL, but please, RESPECT our SPACE, too. And do a better acting, next time (lame-o!).
You think you can just do your thing in the room. HELL NO! You've been such an inconsiderate whatever recently, giving negative vibes in the room (stuff we'd rather not feel, thank you very much!), playing music as loud as mine when obviously I was in the room FIRST, among other seemingly insignificant (not!) but unreasonable stuff. Like please, go buy headphones. Or better yet, GET A LIFE!
I tried to ignore the silly stuff that you do, because they are SO beneath my notice. However, the situation has become out of hand. You invade our space. You get worse each day. Honestly, you have become totally annoying I WANT TO SLAP YOU ALREADY!
This afternoon was just A PRELUDE TO THE HELL I CAN SHOW if you don't stop with your nonsense. (You slammed the door on your way out hoping it would make me stop? Haha. Wrong!) You think we'll just let you be. NO NO NO! Our patience do have its limits. You have, obviously, breached it. One more, and you're done. Clear enough?
So there. I've said my piece. Now, do your part.