Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up...
So it seems like the only time that i have to update this thing is when i'm really bored, or mad about something...and today it's definitely because i am mad, so my stupid room mate brittany is supposed to take the trash out and clean the kitchen...which is not that hard to do. so when i came home from classes yesterday there was a huge bag of trash sitting right as you came in the door and she was like "oh we've had 4 tours already today" and i looked at her and i was like well i hope this bag of trash wasn't sitting here when they came through...and she was like yeah they were and i don't care because they didn't say anything about it being there, and so that made me incredibly mad because we have gotten in trouble before for having bags of trash sitting around because SHE IS TOO LAZY TO TAKE THEM TO THE DUMPSTER! so then she said she would take it out when she had the time last night...so she layed around and watched tv like she always does and then went to bed...so then today i went to my classes ( and she never does) so when i came back this bag of trash is still sitting in the same spot and so i snapped and i was like if i have to clean and do chores so do you and she was like i do mine and i was like oh yeah then please tell me why that trash is still sitting there since you took it out of the trash can yesterday and she didn't have a good reason...so then she said she'd take it out when she finds the time because she has a busy schedule of watching tv, sleeping, and eating cookies all day long. Then a little bit later i was sitting in the living room watching tv and eating my lunch, she comes out of her room and gets her cookies out of the closet and puts them near the couch...then she goes in her room to get her pillow and blanket and flops on the couch...she put her flippin feet on my pillow on the couch and i said please don't put you're shoes on my pillow, and she was like they are clean i have only worn them a week...this makes no difference to me shoes are dirty whether you have worn them a week or 50 weeks...so i got up threw my dishes in the sink and yanked my pillow out from under her feet...it is ridicouls and she should not need to be told not to put her feet on something that someone puts their face on...i am not her mother nor am i her maid, she is 19 years old and should be able to clean up after herself and have at least some sort of understanding of what is sanitary and what is not! after writing about it i'm not quite as mad as i was...i'm gonna take a nap before nichole comes and then go to the gym.