Beyond pissed off!!
Okay this is another one of those journal entires that Mel is going to completely go off the deep end. This week has not been going well. I came off the weekend after pulling doubles on both Saturday and Sunday, was really tired and came home to find a bunch of people in my apartment. Not a big deal, I was just in no mood to be sociable so I said a quick hello and went straight to my room. I got up the next morning went for my run, came back and Claire is mad at me. I was app. rude to her friends. Not wanting to fight I apologized and thought the discusion was over. I was wrong. She then brought up the rooms situation down stairs. She origianly said she wanted the room with the walk in closet, no she says she wants to other room because it has two small closets and a storage space. Some how in her mind I had malipulated her into thinking that the walkin had more space than the other rooms closet space and that the color of the room would not match the theme of her bedroom. whatever. I said fine whatever praying to god to make this stupid coversation end. I did the stupid thing though instead and asked to compromise that I could leave all the appliance boxs in the storage space. Yeah no compromise. I even suggested that we paint the room to match her motif, but she wasn't having it, finally i told her i was done with the converstaion and hide (like a fucking coward) in my room. Classes went well, went to work ect. everything on tuesday just went wrong. I was blocked into the driveway on tuesday morning, and I couldn't get Claire to wake up to move her car, so I was late for work. Once at work, the shift started well but then one of my clients had a melt down, I heard banging upstairs so I ran up to see what was going on. He saw me screaming you fucking bitch and proceeded to throw a glass cup at my head. If that wasn't bad enough he rammed me causing me to fall down the stairs (don't worry I'm fine). He finally calmed a little so I called for the ambulance to come get him so we could get him to a hospital. So I am the lucky one who gets to go as I saw what happened. We arrived at 7:10pm. We didn't even see a nurse untill 1:30 am. I had to sit alone in a room with this client untill 1:30, finally seing a doctor at 2:30, telling me that the client is not a danger (i am thinking of course he is not a danger he is fucking asleep). I then had to get a taxi to take us back to the residence. Have you ever tried to get a taxi at 3:00am on a tuesday. It is not possible, so in the end we walked all the way back to the residence. So after all the paperwork and shit I get off work around 4:30 and am home for 5:00. My friend from class is coming over at 6. I am fucking tired. After class I am tired, but have to go work at the y, i even muster enough energy to work out for a 1/2 hour. I get home and my roommate is in the same spot where I left her, on the couch watching the oc dvd. I am tired and my goal is to get to bed. She is looking pissed off. I ask her if everything is okay (god i'm a moron) and she starts going on about the room, I let lose and tell her I'm sick of looking for a parking space, and often can't get out when I need to go. that was not smart, i'm tired and i'm pissed but at least I know that it was dumb. I told her that I felt that she was walking all over me (bad chose of words as this set her off more). She said if i had a problem with this i should have said something (i am thinking i just did) but i know she is right. she starts going on about she needs her friend to park out front because she is the insurance policy for her to get up to actually go to class. FUCKING GROWN UP! IT IS NOT THAT FUCKING DIFFICULT TO DECIDE TO GO OR NOT GO TO CLASS!! okay I am really angry and I am tried, so I am going to go out there and try to fix this, because going to bed angry won't fix this. Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Next time I'm living with a guy!