"A Pain In My Hip Made Me Jump!"
Alright. So it's time to update and let you all know how much I hate my roommates.
Last weekend. Halloween weekend. I registered my friend from home as my guest. Friday night we come back to the dorm (my roommates were already sleeping 'cause they're cool like that) and we go to sleep. Sunday morning my roommates come up to me and they say, "Cassandra, we need to talk to you about Friday night." And I'm like, "Oh yea, sorry I forgot to check with you about my friend staying here but I registered him and I didn't think it would be a big deal." And they say, "No that's fine, but the whole situation was just awkward." And I say, "What? Just the fact that he was in here?" And they're like, "No. It sounded like you were...doing stuff." !!!!!!! I was just like "Umm...we weren't. I'm sorry you felt awkward but there was nothing going on. I'm sorry if we were loud when we came in, I'll try to be more quiet next time." And I thought that would be the end of it. A misunderstanding, problem solved. No. I was wrong. I come back from working on the play Sunday night and I see a new roommate agreement on my desk. The first rule is: "If a roommate is going to have an overnight guest it must be discussed and agreed upon by all 3 roommates." The second rule is: "If a roommate disturbs the other roommates due to intoxication the matter will be taken to the RA." So I'm like, WHAT THE FUCK! Because not only did they make a new and ridiculous agreement, but they also told the entire floor I had sex in the room while they were they were sleeping. So I talk to them and I basically tell them they're immature, they made me feel like I was in high school again because I had rumors going around about me, they offended me to even think I would do something like that, blah blah, I bitched them out. And then I was like, "And about the being intoxicaed thing. I've never walked into this room drunk and I'm too loud when I come in at night you need to tell me so I can be more quiet because it's never been due to my being drunk. If you ever have a problem with me you need to come to me before telling everyone on the floor something that isn't true." And they were just like "We're really sorry." And I was like, "Good. You should be." And then I had to go and talk to my RA because they told her I was having sex when I wasn't and it was a whole ordeal and it sucked and I hate them but now it's all over. So...yeah. I wanna go home.
Last weekend. Halloween weekend. I registered my friend from home as my guest. Friday night we come back to the dorm (my roommates were already sleeping 'cause they're cool like that) and we go to sleep. Sunday morning my roommates come up to me and they say, "Cassandra, we need to talk to you about Friday night." And I'm like, "Oh yea, sorry I forgot to check with you about my friend staying here but I registered him and I didn't think it would be a big deal." And they say, "No that's fine, but the whole situation was just awkward." And I say, "What? Just the fact that he was in here?" And they're like, "No. It sounded like you were...doing stuff." !!!!!!! I was just like "Umm...we weren't. I'm sorry you felt awkward but there was nothing going on. I'm sorry if we were loud when we came in, I'll try to be more quiet next time." And I thought that would be the end of it. A misunderstanding, problem solved. No. I was wrong. I come back from working on the play Sunday night and I see a new roommate agreement on my desk. The first rule is: "If a roommate is going to have an overnight guest it must be discussed and agreed upon by all 3 roommates." The second rule is: "If a roommate disturbs the other roommates due to intoxication the matter will be taken to the RA." So I'm like, WHAT THE FUCK! Because not only did they make a new and ridiculous agreement, but they also told the entire floor I had sex in the room while they were they were sleeping. So I talk to them and I basically tell them they're immature, they made me feel like I was in high school again because I had rumors going around about me, they offended me to even think I would do something like that, blah blah, I bitched them out. And then I was like, "And about the being intoxicaed thing. I've never walked into this room drunk and I'm too loud when I come in at night you need to tell me so I can be more quiet because it's never been due to my being drunk. If you ever have a problem with me you need to come to me before telling everyone on the floor something that isn't true." And they were just like "We're really sorry." And I was like, "Good. You should be." And then I had to go and talk to my RA because they told her I was having sex when I wasn't and it was a whole ordeal and it sucked and I hate them but now it's all over. So...yeah. I wanna go home.