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As the days go on, this place is seeming more and more like hell.
My roomates are not sensitive to my financial situation.
They get upset when I don't want to do their dishes, or vacuum their mess in the living room so they can throw a party that they planned without my consent. A party I didn't even plan on attending.
I was raised to do my own dishes immeadiately after eating, and I do. If you wanna let them sit there, fine. But why should I have to clean them for you?
Yeah, I know I live here too. But you only include me in your plans when it's convenient for you, and that's fucked up.
They constantly insult me, and whether or not they are serious it fucking bothers me, and they don't seem to realize what a funk they are putting me in. I'm so miserable. It doesn't make sense, they were all so cool at first. Now I can't stay in the same room as them without feeling paranoid.
Even worse, I have no escape up here. Warcraft has lost it's flair, James is always busy doing something else, and I just don't know anyone up here.
I can't even watch Bleach without breaking several housing violations.
I miss Southwest.
I miss the Thespians.
I miss Starbucks.
I miss Anton.
I miss Richard.
I miss Ali.
I miss my sister.
I miss my mother.
I miss Crystal.
I miss my brother.
I miss my dad.
I miss my cat.
I want to leave this place and go back home, and perhaps not go to college at all like my sister, but I can't do that to my family.
I desperately need a friend right now, and it's just not happening, and I can't deal.
This feeling in my chest won't go away.
My roomates are not sensitive to my financial situation.
They get upset when I don't want to do their dishes, or vacuum their mess in the living room so they can throw a party that they planned without my consent. A party I didn't even plan on attending.
I was raised to do my own dishes immeadiately after eating, and I do. If you wanna let them sit there, fine. But why should I have to clean them for you?
Yeah, I know I live here too. But you only include me in your plans when it's convenient for you, and that's fucked up.
They constantly insult me, and whether or not they are serious it fucking bothers me, and they don't seem to realize what a funk they are putting me in. I'm so miserable. It doesn't make sense, they were all so cool at first. Now I can't stay in the same room as them without feeling paranoid.
Even worse, I have no escape up here. Warcraft has lost it's flair, James is always busy doing something else, and I just don't know anyone up here.
I can't even watch Bleach without breaking several housing violations.
I miss Southwest.
I miss the Thespians.
I miss Starbucks.
I miss Anton.
I miss Richard.
I miss Ali.
I miss my sister.
I miss my mother.
I miss Crystal.
I miss my brother.
I miss my dad.
I miss my cat.
I want to leave this place and go back home, and perhaps not go to college at all like my sister, but I can't do that to my family.
I desperately need a friend right now, and it's just not happening, and I can't deal.
This feeling in my chest won't go away.