Oh man
I fucking hate this apartment. Seriously. Now I'm just pissed.
They fucking ate all my food, drank all my waters, and I come back with their friends having been sleeping in my bed. So I come back this weekend and can obviously tell someone has been sleeping in my bed and someone has opened a BRAND NEW package of my pens (when I clearly have like 20 in a mug on my desk). So I ask my roommate about it. And why, yes, AGAIN someone was sleeping in my bed.
And on Thursday I got a sub and saved it and a water and even put my name on it. Childish, yes, but figured that was the only way I'd actually get them to not touch it. Well, that doesn't even fucking stop them. Because, low and behold, my water is fucking gone. Wow, what a fucking surprise. So I leave a note on the notepad on the fridge saying, I labeled my water, who drank it?? And someone had the nerve to fucking say to me that I use their toilet paper and basics. Except that I don't. I use the toilet paper a total of like maybe 5 times a week...not even a roll. And if they want to get that fucking technical, I bought one of those huge things of tp last semester (like 16 rolls or something) and that should've lasted me a lot longer than a year here since I'm never at the apartment. So I owe them fucking nothing.
ARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so pissed. I want out of this fucking apartment. So bad. Seriously.
They fucking ate all my food, drank all my waters, and I come back with their friends having been sleeping in my bed. So I come back this weekend and can obviously tell someone has been sleeping in my bed and someone has opened a BRAND NEW package of my pens (when I clearly have like 20 in a mug on my desk). So I ask my roommate about it. And why, yes, AGAIN someone was sleeping in my bed.
And on Thursday I got a sub and saved it and a water and even put my name on it. Childish, yes, but figured that was the only way I'd actually get them to not touch it. Well, that doesn't even fucking stop them. Because, low and behold, my water is fucking gone. Wow, what a fucking surprise. So I leave a note on the notepad on the fridge saying, I labeled my water, who drank it?? And someone had the nerve to fucking say to me that I use their toilet paper and basics. Except that I don't. I use the toilet paper a total of like maybe 5 times a week...not even a roll. And if they want to get that fucking technical, I bought one of those huge things of tp last semester (like 16 rolls or something) and that should've lasted me a lot longer than a year here since I'm never at the apartment. So I owe them fucking nothing.
ARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so pissed. I want out of this fucking apartment. So bad. Seriously.