stupid housemates
Two of my soon-to-be-moving-out housemates left for a week on vacation or wherever (I don't really care), and so it was just me and Chase, one of the guys moving in. He's one of the nicest guys I've ever met, and I hope that impression never changes. Anyway, we had a great week together, but those two came back Monday morning and almost instantly, the mood just....changed. I never realized before the extent to which they made me feel unwelcome in my own home.
They act like they're my parents or something, but it's worse.....usually your parents love you or at least have some feeling toward you. I guess they treat me more like a pet who was foisted upon them and who shits on their prize Persian rug. Maybe that's why I avoid them as much as possible. Well, at least I only have to do that for another week.
They act like they're my parents or something, but it's worse.....usually your parents love you or at least have some feeling toward you. I guess they treat me more like a pet who was foisted upon them and who shits on their prize Persian rug. Maybe that's why I avoid them as much as possible. Well, at least I only have to do that for another week.