Wow it's been a while but I really need to vent.
*Warning this is whiny but it's been almost 2 years since I've posted so I figure you can just deal*
I really can't wait to live alone, for real. I'm sick of having roommates. Aside from freshman year I've lived with more than 1 other person every other year. Now it's just one on one with Caitlin. I hate it... there's always been a buffer so that I can hang out with someone other than her. All of my past living arrangements have been like that so if I'm fighting with one roommate I can go hang out with another one... so I'll always have someone to hang out with. Not so much this year now that everyone else has moved back home I had no real choice but to stay here. And in order to save myself months of anxiety I found a roommate asap in like March before I assessed the opportunities I would have in the fall with those who are staying in the area. Oh well... her and I are just very different people. She is super cool and likes hot pink and anything Disney and teaches first grade (more power to her, I could not teach). I am also super cool, not so much of a hot pink fan. I like black, white, and purple best. Disney is cute but not plastered all over my walls, I have a few movies. I mainly like dark depressing movies like American Beauty and Requiem for a Dream. I do have a few friends in Brockport that I can hang out with, they are friends with Cait too, but she alienates herself from us pretty well always choosing to hang with her bf over us. I'll admit I am quite the passive person. Most of the time my actions are passive-aggressive I will admit, but lately I've been much more forward with things. This is how it is, bitch. Deal with it.
I confronted her about the abundance of pillows, couches, chairs, etc. that we have in the living room. I really approached the matter in a mature way, I didn't yell or raise my voice, I just stated my opinion. Mind you, her parents like 2 hours from Brockport and she clearly has the opportunity to bring stuff home. My parents live about 24hrs from Brockport so I can't really put anything there. Obvious solution? She can bring stuff home that we don't really use. Not so much, she refuses to. If I had the option I would in a heartbeat I hate all this shit being in my room. I wish I could leave it somewhere that doesn't fill my entire closet above my waist.
So I asked her if she could bring a few things home with her for turkey break. Oh no, she can keep everything in her room (though she doesn't have to). I went to bed because I have to be up early in the AM to tutor little weasels. She has been rustling throughout the apt cleaning things and moving things around. I did bring up that I would like her to move some things though I also have things in the LR and DR but she didn't say anything about them. I am half expecting her to have made a pile of my shit for me to take care of in the morning, which would be sweet of her so I'd have less cleaning to do before Thanksgiving break.
Fuck you biotch, at least I don't have a boyfriend that fucks up all the time and you just purse your lips and say nothing... and you want to marry him?! bah!
I miss my old roommates!
I really can't wait to live alone, for real. I'm sick of having roommates. Aside from freshman year I've lived with more than 1 other person every other year. Now it's just one on one with Caitlin. I hate it... there's always been a buffer so that I can hang out with someone other than her. All of my past living arrangements have been like that so if I'm fighting with one roommate I can go hang out with another one... so I'll always have someone to hang out with. Not so much this year now that everyone else has moved back home I had no real choice but to stay here. And in order to save myself months of anxiety I found a roommate asap in like March before I assessed the opportunities I would have in the fall with those who are staying in the area. Oh well... her and I are just very different people. She is super cool and likes hot pink and anything Disney and teaches first grade (more power to her, I could not teach). I am also super cool, not so much of a hot pink fan. I like black, white, and purple best. Disney is cute but not plastered all over my walls, I have a few movies. I mainly like dark depressing movies like American Beauty and Requiem for a Dream. I do have a few friends in Brockport that I can hang out with, they are friends with Cait too, but she alienates herself from us pretty well always choosing to hang with her bf over us. I'll admit I am quite the passive person. Most of the time my actions are passive-aggressive I will admit, but lately I've been much more forward with things. This is how it is, bitch. Deal with it.
I confronted her about the abundance of pillows, couches, chairs, etc. that we have in the living room. I really approached the matter in a mature way, I didn't yell or raise my voice, I just stated my opinion. Mind you, her parents like 2 hours from Brockport and she clearly has the opportunity to bring stuff home. My parents live about 24hrs from Brockport so I can't really put anything there. Obvious solution? She can bring stuff home that we don't really use. Not so much, she refuses to. If I had the option I would in a heartbeat I hate all this shit being in my room. I wish I could leave it somewhere that doesn't fill my entire closet above my waist.
So I asked her if she could bring a few things home with her for turkey break. Oh no, she can keep everything in her room (though she doesn't have to). I went to bed because I have to be up early in the AM to tutor little weasels. She has been rustling throughout the apt cleaning things and moving things around. I did bring up that I would like her to move some things though I also have things in the LR and DR but she didn't say anything about them. I am half expecting her to have made a pile of my shit for me to take care of in the morning, which would be sweet of her so I'd have less cleaning to do before Thanksgiving break.
Fuck you biotch, at least I don't have a boyfriend that fucks up all the time and you just purse your lips and say nothing... and you want to marry him?! bah!
I miss my old roommates!