Just a non-fiction rant
AS i walked into my apartment the view struck me as wrong. My roommate was on her knees in front of my door. In front of her was her bf holding hand cuffs...yet they were both fully clothed...What had i walked into?! I didn't ask instead i just said excuse me and walked into my room. I decided i didn't want to know. My roommates are all socially awkward and unacceptable. Don't get me wrong i think they are terrific people but if we hadn't been tossed into this unfortunate living situation i would have never been caught with any of them in public...but thats alright they don't much get out into public. the one i seem to be able to relate to the most is Anna she actually has something to say to me most of the time like i'll ask her about her day and she'll respond with more than just a stuttered version of it was good. AND she buys me booze she's the closest to the real world and has friends...that she'll occasionally bring over!...however it's gotten to the point that i think her cross-eyed bf lives here i can't tell you how many times i've walked out of my room and found him leaning in our fridge in his boxers or how often i hear them having sex in our shower...uhhhghh *cringe* no amount of booze will fix that scarring I CAN NOT WAIT to get out of here and live with Stephanie and Alice and Petey and have roommates that CARE and want to learn and want to be here at school. To finally live with other people who care about LIFE who enjoy living and have goals and a plan to reach them people who will notice that i may have had the worst day of my life and say "oh stevie what's wrong?" so i don't have to announce with a smile on my face to get others to listen to me. For once again for Smile to mean happy and pout to mean sad. to get out of an environment where pout is normal and smiles are fake.