I don't know if I'll last these two weeks
Goddamn stupid little spoiled bitch! I fucking loathe you so very fucking much! I can't wait until you die alone in a gutter clinging to your hideous "designer" fashion sunglasses.
Okay, so the little horror decides to set her phone alarm for 7:30, which really isn't too bad. But, of course, here I am fumbling for mine, 'cause I think it's mine. And then, she turns off the phone...for 5 fucking minutes! So, it keeps going off at 5 minute intervals until she FINALLY decides to get up at 8:15. Then, she goes to the shower, and I think I can get a few more minutes of sleep before I have to start my day.
WRONG. So very fucking wrong. She comes back and bangs and clangs around the room. But the worse part was that she decided to use her hairdryer IN THE FUCKING ROOM AT FULL BLAST.
I am so incredibly pissed right now. After all, when she's asleep, I turn off my alarm as quickly as I can, I barely ever set the snooze for another few minutes. And I'll blow dry my hair in the res. hall's bathroom, do all my morning routine that would be oh-so-nice to do in my room there too. And how does she repay me? By being fucking insensitive.
If the cleaning staff finds her fucking corpse in my room slit up from the abdomen like a gutted fish with one of her fucking pieces of shit jewelry, I'm claiming self-defense.
Goddamn idiot doesn't deserve to fucking live.
Okay, so the little horror decides to set her phone alarm for 7:30, which really isn't too bad. But, of course, here I am fumbling for mine, 'cause I think it's mine. And then, she turns off the phone...for 5 fucking minutes! So, it keeps going off at 5 minute intervals until she FINALLY decides to get up at 8:15. Then, she goes to the shower, and I think I can get a few more minutes of sleep before I have to start my day.
WRONG. So very fucking wrong. She comes back and bangs and clangs around the room. But the worse part was that she decided to use her hairdryer IN THE FUCKING ROOM AT FULL BLAST.
I am so incredibly pissed right now. After all, when she's asleep, I turn off my alarm as quickly as I can, I barely ever set the snooze for another few minutes. And I'll blow dry my hair in the res. hall's bathroom, do all my morning routine that would be oh-so-nice to do in my room there too. And how does she repay me? By being fucking insensitive.
If the cleaning staff finds her fucking corpse in my room slit up from the abdomen like a gutted fish with one of her fucking pieces of shit jewelry, I'm claiming self-defense.
Goddamn idiot doesn't deserve to fucking live.