Everett... no witty subject lines this time.
I'm really trying to figure out if this whole 'move to Everett' thing was a good idea. I'm starting to realize that, like my mom and I, Kendall and I are a little too different to be in each other's presence this much...
I don't want to be an asshole, but I'm trying my hardest to see how Kendall does what he does and doesn't think himself selfish or hypocritical. I know that when he read my last entry, he was quick to get defensive, as would anyone else, but I'm almost certain that he's completely blind to his own actions. For example, complaining that I'm selfish because I want *my* furniture for *my* room. He wanted to have my solid oak dresser, but "graciously" settled for one of my two nightstands. I told him *specifically* that he could have a nightstand under ONE condition: *only* if it would not fit in my bedroom... Which unfortunately for him, it does. However, his arguing got quickly and heavily on my nerves and my patience and oath to keeping the peace were wearing thin. I eventually came to give him the nightstand to shut him up... Nothing more, nothing less. Sad, but true.
Later tonight when he came home, he wanted to watch one of his Netflix movies on the TV, which I had setup the DVD player on. I had no qualms with it, so I let him be. He stuck in his movie and it loaded the main menu. He went in to the kitchen and cooked up the last of my corndogs, which rather than asking for permission, bargained with me instead: "I'm gonna cook these up and I'll give you some." This is the EPITOME of irony right here...for one mere month ago, we were in a situation almost exactly like this. Kendall called me and told me that he was coming to pick up the TV from my house for when he was moving to Everett (this was before I was asked to live with him) and I didn't fight him at all. My exact words were "fine, you can take it." He immediately got defensive and told me that I had a holier-than-thou complex because I was giving him "permission" to take a TV that I had no ownership of. Truly, I meant nothing of the sort, but he perceived it as such. Now...wouldn't you think that someone who paid such close attention to proper wording like that wouldn't sugest such things when it came to food that did not belong to him? Hmm....I smell hypocritical bullshit.
It's been 3 days since I first stepped in this condo with the intention of staying... I've quit literally hated almost every moment. By no means does this make me ingrateful, because Im not... For you see, just because you're grateful for something, doesn't mean you have to like it. I honestly don't think that I'll be staying here for long, unless miracles occur and Kendall changes to a more tolerable state, because I can't deal with him and his "this is mah house" attitude much longer.
I'm completely mobile now, because I don't have internet at home. My phone can access most websites (thank God for Livejournal mobile!) and is AIM and Yahoo! capable. Anywho, it's difficult to type for long periods of time on this phone. Talk to you all later on.
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Kellyn
P.S.
I miss Auburn.
I don't want to be an asshole, but I'm trying my hardest to see how Kendall does what he does and doesn't think himself selfish or hypocritical. I know that when he read my last entry, he was quick to get defensive, as would anyone else, but I'm almost certain that he's completely blind to his own actions. For example, complaining that I'm selfish because I want *my* furniture for *my* room. He wanted to have my solid oak dresser, but "graciously" settled for one of my two nightstands. I told him *specifically* that he could have a nightstand under ONE condition: *only* if it would not fit in my bedroom... Which unfortunately for him, it does. However, his arguing got quickly and heavily on my nerves and my patience and oath to keeping the peace were wearing thin. I eventually came to give him the nightstand to shut him up... Nothing more, nothing less. Sad, but true.
Later tonight when he came home, he wanted to watch one of his Netflix movies on the TV, which I had setup the DVD player on. I had no qualms with it, so I let him be. He stuck in his movie and it loaded the main menu. He went in to the kitchen and cooked up the last of my corndogs, which rather than asking for permission, bargained with me instead: "I'm gonna cook these up and I'll give you some." This is the EPITOME of irony right here...for one mere month ago, we were in a situation almost exactly like this. Kendall called me and told me that he was coming to pick up the TV from my house for when he was moving to Everett (this was before I was asked to live with him) and I didn't fight him at all. My exact words were "fine, you can take it." He immediately got defensive and told me that I had a holier-than-thou complex because I was giving him "permission" to take a TV that I had no ownership of. Truly, I meant nothing of the sort, but he perceived it as such. Now...wouldn't you think that someone who paid such close attention to proper wording like that wouldn't sugest such things when it came to food that did not belong to him? Hmm....I smell hypocritical bullshit.
It's been 3 days since I first stepped in this condo with the intention of staying... I've quit literally hated almost every moment. By no means does this make me ingrateful, because Im not... For you see, just because you're grateful for something, doesn't mean you have to like it. I honestly don't think that I'll be staying here for long, unless miracles occur and Kendall changes to a more tolerable state, because I can't deal with him and his "this is mah house" attitude much longer.
I'm completely mobile now, because I don't have internet at home. My phone can access most websites (thank God for Livejournal mobile!) and is AIM and Yahoo! capable. Anywho, it's difficult to type for long periods of time on this phone. Talk to you all later on.
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Kellyn
P.S.
I miss Auburn.