Fucking roomies.
So heres the thing: I hate living with people. Ive gotten along with some people in the past but the truth is, I just cant stand living with people because Im a very unique individual. I LOVE wherever I settle down in and when I settle down I buy expensive things that I expect people to respect. I cant do it anymore. I cant live with the people I live with. Its actually unhealthy for me. These people, including Karla and fucking disgusting pigs. I am the only person who cleans, the only person who takes charge of the bills, the only person who actually respects other people belongings. I just cant stand it anymore. It stresses me out. NO one wants to just grow up and be clean and responsible and own a nice apartment. I've been wanting to invite a guest over for weeks now but I cant do it because Im too embarrassed of this disgusting pig pen. Its Thanksgiving weekend and no one is here, except for me and the house is a fucking disaster. Pilled with smelly dishes, a dirty turtle and disgusting food chunks all on the floor. Who would want to live here?!
I cant stand living with Karla. God knows I love the girl but things have just been so bad for so long its terrible. She's never here. Which causes so many problems I cant even begin to rant. She's hardly my friend. I never see her or talk to her. She's very consumed in her boyfriend and I think its pretty ridiculous. So consumed she doesn't come home and take care of the shit I expect her to take care of. I've been leaving this house a mess to see if I could get any results. If anyone would clean and NO. Nothing. I came into the house almost barfing because it smelled so bad yesterday. She has a turtle and I swear to god if she doesn't start taking care of it I will give it to the Humane Society. Its animal abuse. This poor little turtle swimming in his own disgust all day. The smell consumes the whole apartment to the point where I cant eat or sleep. The smell is so hard to get rid of. Not that she knows because she's never here.
Every-time I tell her I don't want to live with her anymore she gets all sad but never makes any attempt to make things better. We don't see eye to eye. I think I've learned my lesson: You cant live with your best friends. Its not a good idea.
So I will sit all my frustration out till may. In may I will be looking for one single new roommate. Someone to live in the heart of hollywood with me. Someone who will be available to come with me grocery shopping and run errands. Someone who can dye my hair and help me make sure my outfit looks cute. Someone who's clean and knows how to respect other peoples boundaries and belongings. THEN I will be satisfied.
I cant stand living with Karla. God knows I love the girl but things have just been so bad for so long its terrible. She's never here. Which causes so many problems I cant even begin to rant. She's hardly my friend. I never see her or talk to her. She's very consumed in her boyfriend and I think its pretty ridiculous. So consumed she doesn't come home and take care of the shit I expect her to take care of. I've been leaving this house a mess to see if I could get any results. If anyone would clean and NO. Nothing. I came into the house almost barfing because it smelled so bad yesterday. She has a turtle and I swear to god if she doesn't start taking care of it I will give it to the Humane Society. Its animal abuse. This poor little turtle swimming in his own disgust all day. The smell consumes the whole apartment to the point where I cant eat or sleep. The smell is so hard to get rid of. Not that she knows because she's never here.
Every-time I tell her I don't want to live with her anymore she gets all sad but never makes any attempt to make things better. We don't see eye to eye. I think I've learned my lesson: You cant live with your best friends. Its not a good idea.
So I will sit all my frustration out till may. In may I will be looking for one single new roommate. Someone to live in the heart of hollywood with me. Someone who will be available to come with me grocery shopping and run errands. Someone who can dye my hair and help me make sure my outfit looks cute. Someone who's clean and knows how to respect other peoples boundaries and belongings. THEN I will be satisfied.