Aggrevation.
Ok so I got back at like 11:00 pm from a clarinet recital and a cymbal sectional and everything seemed fine. I joked around with my room mate, went and barrowed Edward Scissor Hands from a friend in our hall and when I took it back to my room I found that my Sweater that was given to me in memory of my dad was in my laundry basket, which is strange because I had left it in my closet. So I picked it up to put it back and there it was. A big orange splatter that smells like puke on my nice white sweater that is super-special to me.
So I went outside to ask my roommate what the heck happened and lo and behold, He's suddenly nowhere to be found. So someone else told me that he had spilt a bunch of tomato soup all over the place earlier and that that's apparently what's on my sweater. So they gave me some shout, which I applied to half the surface of my sweater and am no soaking in our sink.
If he comes back and asks what the hell am I doing with my sweater in the sink and asks me to move it so he can use the sink, I am going to explode, which is probably what I'm going to do anyway concidering the thing was hanging up in my closet when it got splattered.
Oh and I didn't mention that he also used my rags and towels to clean up the mess. And it got all over a number of other things of mine which none of was cleaned up.