Oct 06, 2007 10:18
I feel like I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. My roommates moved in at the end of August and I want to kill them already. Ok maybe thats exagerating but sometimes I do just want to rip their heads off with my words.
Heres my problem, I'm not really a neat freak, more like anal retentive about certain things. I don't like living in a mess, with beer cans scattered all over the place, recyling bin overflowing into the middle of my kitchen floor, a disgustingly dirty bathroom.. etc. All summer my apartment was spotless.. then they moved in. I tried to cope with it, for a while I picked up after them and did most of the cleaning. When they were loud and obnoxious while Iw as trying to sleep I tried to tune it out. Then I was like wait a second, this is bullshit. So I would hassle them to clean up after themselves and to have a little consideration while people were sleeping, fair enough right? All of a sudden I'm the bitchy roommate, I'm the dictator who wants everything their way, the boss of the house.
I don't want to be the fucking boss of the house. But this is how it feels like, I feel like I'm the Mommy, like I'm babysitting. I realized this strategy doesn't work either, because no matter how much I say things nicely or how much I bitch, it doesn't sink in.
Time for a new approach, fuck everyone. I'm not lifting a finger to do shit in this place for anyone else anymore. I will take care of my own stuff, my own messes, and leave the rest. More like an experiment actually, I want to see how long it takes until THEY ask ME to help them clean up. As for the fact that I haven't gotten any sleep, what can I do? Ask them once nicely, then flip out if they don't shut the fuck up. This makes me look even more like a bitch but right now I just don't care. I haven't slept in a month, most of it is my own issues but part of it is them as well and I won't tolerate being kept up at 4am cause my roommates decided to play beer pong right outside my bedroom door. Fuck them, honestly, fuck them.