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I really wish I could figure out why i've been in such a rough mood lately. I've been quick to get angry, and less than easy going. That being said, I shall rant yet again.
I am fully aware that I am not perfect. I am aware that I leave stuff in the common room, and am not always the one who cleans it up. That being said, no one sleeps in the common room. No one does homework in the common room (aside from me sometimes). I've offered my room as a common room to watch Numb3rs, and honestly, I enjoy it. But what I don't enjoy is cleaning up after people. its my room, and I do keep it kind of untidy. I am aware. But if you brought pillows and blankets into the common room to watch tv with, would you take them back out when you were done? or at least the next morning? if you were eating popcorn or something with dishes in the common room, would you try to take them out and put them into the kitchen? if you were drinking pop would you take the can or bottle out and put it in the recycling when you were done? I don't mind having people in my room. I don't mind people eating and drinking in my room. I don't like that every morning i have to collect up the pop cans and glasses and dishes. I wanted to scream the other day. Which I'm sure plays into the whole anger of late. I just...want some respect for the fact taht its my bedroom and not the common room.
That aside, I had a lot of fun watchign the football game last night. Mary and I picked opposing teams to cheer for, and sat there making fun of the other person's team, and then the game in general. Kait came down for a while, and we played cribbage and made dinner. Chicken fingers and an awesome veggie platter. We watched the Half time show, which was actually better than I thought it would be. Kait left at nine to go and read, and mary and i continued watching. for the fourth quarter, we decided to make the game a drinking game, anytime a team had an incomplete pass, that person had to drink, anytime the team made yards, the opposing person had to drink. I only had one cooler, as I'm really not supposed to be drinking in general, but it didn't hurt. My team (the New York Giant Jets) were behind with less than 2 minutes to go, and they miraculously made a touchdown with 30 seconds left. Mary's team (the Patriots) had no hope. It was awesome. Even though her team had the advantage of a perfect season so far, and the 7 men with dreadlocks, my team still won. WoooO!
I also made some kickass cookies yesterday. I wish I didn't like them. And I made butter tarts on saturday. I am so my own worst enemy.
I am fully aware that I am not perfect. I am aware that I leave stuff in the common room, and am not always the one who cleans it up. That being said, no one sleeps in the common room. No one does homework in the common room (aside from me sometimes). I've offered my room as a common room to watch Numb3rs, and honestly, I enjoy it. But what I don't enjoy is cleaning up after people. its my room, and I do keep it kind of untidy. I am aware. But if you brought pillows and blankets into the common room to watch tv with, would you take them back out when you were done? or at least the next morning? if you were eating popcorn or something with dishes in the common room, would you try to take them out and put them into the kitchen? if you were drinking pop would you take the can or bottle out and put it in the recycling when you were done? I don't mind having people in my room. I don't mind people eating and drinking in my room. I don't like that every morning i have to collect up the pop cans and glasses and dishes. I wanted to scream the other day. Which I'm sure plays into the whole anger of late. I just...want some respect for the fact taht its my bedroom and not the common room.
That aside, I had a lot of fun watchign the football game last night. Mary and I picked opposing teams to cheer for, and sat there making fun of the other person's team, and then the game in general. Kait came down for a while, and we played cribbage and made dinner. Chicken fingers and an awesome veggie platter. We watched the Half time show, which was actually better than I thought it would be. Kait left at nine to go and read, and mary and i continued watching. for the fourth quarter, we decided to make the game a drinking game, anytime a team had an incomplete pass, that person had to drink, anytime the team made yards, the opposing person had to drink. I only had one cooler, as I'm really not supposed to be drinking in general, but it didn't hurt. My team (the New York Giant Jets) were behind with less than 2 minutes to go, and they miraculously made a touchdown with 30 seconds left. Mary's team (the Patriots) had no hope. It was awesome. Even though her team had the advantage of a perfect season so far, and the 7 men with dreadlocks, my team still won. WoooO!
I also made some kickass cookies yesterday. I wish I didn't like them. And I made butter tarts on saturday. I am so my own worst enemy.