Fucktard house mates have decided to move out. Party on :p
So on Saturday our NEW housemate decided he wanted to move in. Yay. 20 minutes after he left to go pick some more stuff up from his house our animal abuser housemate walked in with her boyfriend and another girl. I think to myself...hrmm...haven't seen her in 2 weeks and someone else is wit her...? I open the coor to the corridor and all I here is"...and this is the kitchen"
I look at her...I raise my eyebrows..."C, what's going on? Are you moving out?"
"Yes...I'm home sick"
"And who is this?"
"She texted me about the room."
"Your room?"
"Yes."
"Oooooooooooooook" :s
I walked away. Contemplated the situation...and thought to myself. I can't believe I moved into a house with a person that has no sense of emotional or social intelligence or idea of how to be considerate to others.
Really since the whole duck drama she had barely stayed over at all. Many times, Jess tried to pull her aside to ask how she was doing. You know...be friendly, as they're meant to be best friends. But C refused or ignored her. She declares that although she still is Jess' friend her boyfriend of 3 months is the best most fatastical thing in her life.
Their friendship aside she couldn't live up to the responsibility of living away from her parents at all. Wanted things clean but had no motivation to clean even her own mess. Complained about paying rent and yet worked permanant part-time at a high paying job. I'm gald she's leaving but considering yesterday's text message war it has sort of signalled an end of a friendship for Jess...a very long standing one at that and she has few at the moment :(
The day before I pulled her aside after the young girl to inspect the room had left and told her that it was a shock to us both that she wanted to go and that she should have told us and talked to us about it before she eve decided to look for someone to live here. She told me that she was pretty much only interested in getting her bond money back ASAP.
I told her as housemates we wanted some say in who was to live in the house or not and that she should let me handle it from then onwards. She didn't look at me and she barelt spoke to me. She didn't even greet Jess. She was totally ashamed and I do not pity or empathise at all. It was her choice to behave the way she did and I don't believe anything I might have done could have prevented that.
A while ago I decided that I wanted to be the one to talk to her if things in the house got disorderly like the cleaning, our possessions being misused or problems with the animals. I wanted to protect their friendship, as it was really quite precious to Jess. But I honestly never thought it would get this bad. And apparantly me telling those off when they need telling has earned me the badge of controlling manipulative bitch that treats all the other housemates and their friends like children. Apparantly. But god it was just things like.
"Dude. It's 2:30am and the party is still going? We talked about this...their is an 18month old next door" or
"Dude don't put the freaking fresh meat in the vegetable bins, I could get salmonella" or
"Dude your dishes have been sitting there for 5 days" or
"Dude it's not mine, it's my dad's so if you use it please wipe the fleshy grease off it every time c ause it looks and smells disgusting right now"
Now that I've written that down. I can't believe we actually put up with it all for so long. But it's really difficult to tell someone off when they avoid you for weeks on end and come in when you're out. So yeah C and I had text messages wars yesterday.
Which was alot of her saying "I want my bond money back...I was just doing as I was told cause we agreed to get someone if we wanted to move out...I was feeling homesick" Then alot of me saying "You could have handled this alot better...we tried to comunicate with you but you kept avoiding us...you thinking I'm pulling revenge on you but that's not the way I work" Blah blah blah emo crap which eventually lead to (which I so didn't expect)
"Actually jess has nothing to do with me wanting to move out and I actually have NEVER liked you from the first time I met you and I just let it go and played nice to you cause you meant the world to jess but when you started treating my boyfriend like crap then that was the last straw the was no more playing nice and I said Fuck you dom. Fuck you for trying to take away my boyfriend and my happiness cause he is the one true thing that means the world to me. The animals had nothing to do with you but had to come in and save the day like the control freak that you are and I know Jess is going to take you side so that's it"
You know what I didn't need to read the last text message she sent me because it's memerised in my head. I can't believe that someone could hide something like that for so long when they have been nice and charming towards you for YEARS. It just really pisses me off that someone could do that considering she was the ONE friend of Jess' I actually considered being friends with and LIVING WITH for fucks sake. She seemed decently considerate out of the lot of Jess' friends to live with. But...sadely mistaken I was. She never said anything, even to Jess. And yet she felt absoloutly fine with the diea of living with me, at first.
She complained I treated her like a child...don't get me wrong. I KNOW that sometimes I can be controlling and sometimes I can be condescending but I have enough confidance in myself to know that every time I had to complain to her it was for a valid reason. That alothough some people have different standards of living, everyone's opinion should be considered, and that there is no way a house can function without people articulating their wishes, getting heard and negotiating future actions and generally being CO-OPERATIVE or even better (which I would love) being a co-perative.
I'm now over it. But I wasn't last night. And drank wine. I'm feeling better about it all now. All I want is for her stuff to be gone (which has been negotiated) and the keys to be handed back to us. I will I think feel alot happier when that happens.
But when it comes down to it I cna't help but feel for Jess. Because I understand how difficult it is to say goodbye to someone that you've actually loved as a friend. To choose what's right instead of what's easy. It sounds super corny...but I reckon it's true. She's really angry about all this right now and had the opportunity to voice her opinion to C even though she's rung about 10 times and sent numerous messages. She thinks their friendship will never happen again. But I know JEss, she'll come down from her anger...and then she'll consider...but I hope she has the strength to say no. At least for another 12 months. That girl ain't learing and growing any time soon.
I look at her...I raise my eyebrows..."C, what's going on? Are you moving out?"
"Yes...I'm home sick"
"And who is this?"
"She texted me about the room."
"Your room?"
"Yes."
"Oooooooooooooook" :s
I walked away. Contemplated the situation...and thought to myself. I can't believe I moved into a house with a person that has no sense of emotional or social intelligence or idea of how to be considerate to others.
Really since the whole duck drama she had barely stayed over at all. Many times, Jess tried to pull her aside to ask how she was doing. You know...be friendly, as they're meant to be best friends. But C refused or ignored her. She declares that although she still is Jess' friend her boyfriend of 3 months is the best most fatastical thing in her life.
Their friendship aside she couldn't live up to the responsibility of living away from her parents at all. Wanted things clean but had no motivation to clean even her own mess. Complained about paying rent and yet worked permanant part-time at a high paying job. I'm gald she's leaving but considering yesterday's text message war it has sort of signalled an end of a friendship for Jess...a very long standing one at that and she has few at the moment :(
The day before I pulled her aside after the young girl to inspect the room had left and told her that it was a shock to us both that she wanted to go and that she should have told us and talked to us about it before she eve decided to look for someone to live here. She told me that she was pretty much only interested in getting her bond money back ASAP.
I told her as housemates we wanted some say in who was to live in the house or not and that she should let me handle it from then onwards. She didn't look at me and she barelt spoke to me. She didn't even greet Jess. She was totally ashamed and I do not pity or empathise at all. It was her choice to behave the way she did and I don't believe anything I might have done could have prevented that.
A while ago I decided that I wanted to be the one to talk to her if things in the house got disorderly like the cleaning, our possessions being misused or problems with the animals. I wanted to protect their friendship, as it was really quite precious to Jess. But I honestly never thought it would get this bad. And apparantly me telling those off when they need telling has earned me the badge of controlling manipulative bitch that treats all the other housemates and their friends like children. Apparantly. But god it was just things like.
"Dude. It's 2:30am and the party is still going? We talked about this...their is an 18month old next door" or
"Dude don't put the freaking fresh meat in the vegetable bins, I could get salmonella" or
"Dude your dishes have been sitting there for 5 days" or
"Dude it's not mine, it's my dad's so if you use it please wipe the fleshy grease off it every time c ause it looks and smells disgusting right now"
Now that I've written that down. I can't believe we actually put up with it all for so long. But it's really difficult to tell someone off when they avoid you for weeks on end and come in when you're out. So yeah C and I had text messages wars yesterday.
Which was alot of her saying "I want my bond money back...I was just doing as I was told cause we agreed to get someone if we wanted to move out...I was feeling homesick" Then alot of me saying "You could have handled this alot better...we tried to comunicate with you but you kept avoiding us...you thinking I'm pulling revenge on you but that's not the way I work" Blah blah blah emo crap which eventually lead to (which I so didn't expect)
"Actually jess has nothing to do with me wanting to move out and I actually have NEVER liked you from the first time I met you and I just let it go and played nice to you cause you meant the world to jess but when you started treating my boyfriend like crap then that was the last straw the was no more playing nice and I said Fuck you dom. Fuck you for trying to take away my boyfriend and my happiness cause he is the one true thing that means the world to me. The animals had nothing to do with you but had to come in and save the day like the control freak that you are and I know Jess is going to take you side so that's it"
You know what I didn't need to read the last text message she sent me because it's memerised in my head. I can't believe that someone could hide something like that for so long when they have been nice and charming towards you for YEARS. It just really pisses me off that someone could do that considering she was the ONE friend of Jess' I actually considered being friends with and LIVING WITH for fucks sake. She seemed decently considerate out of the lot of Jess' friends to live with. But...sadely mistaken I was. She never said anything, even to Jess. And yet she felt absoloutly fine with the diea of living with me, at first.
She complained I treated her like a child...don't get me wrong. I KNOW that sometimes I can be controlling and sometimes I can be condescending but I have enough confidance in myself to know that every time I had to complain to her it was for a valid reason. That alothough some people have different standards of living, everyone's opinion should be considered, and that there is no way a house can function without people articulating their wishes, getting heard and negotiating future actions and generally being CO-OPERATIVE or even better (which I would love) being a co-perative.
I'm now over it. But I wasn't last night. And drank wine. I'm feeling better about it all now. All I want is for her stuff to be gone (which has been negotiated) and the keys to be handed back to us. I will I think feel alot happier when that happens.
But when it comes down to it I cna't help but feel for Jess. Because I understand how difficult it is to say goodbye to someone that you've actually loved as a friend. To choose what's right instead of what's easy. It sounds super corny...but I reckon it's true. She's really angry about all this right now and had the opportunity to voice her opinion to C even though she's rung about 10 times and sent numerous messages. She thinks their friendship will never happen again. But I know JEss, she'll come down from her anger...and then she'll consider...but I hope she has the strength to say no. At least for another 12 months. That girl ain't learing and growing any time soon.