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I'm almost hoping Silas doesn't want to renew his lease, because even though I don't know where else I'd go at the moment..... I am about fucking sick of certain aspects of living with him.
I'm not exaggerating this bit of info one bit. I hate every person who Silas has over. All of them. Yes, we do have some mutual friends actually, but those aren't the ones who come over because they all live in Gainesville. Everyone he knows HERE is a fucking moron and I loathe every second that they're over. Also, it's never just one or two people over. It always inevitably becomes this person's friend coming over, and then that person's friend coming over... and I don't even know who the fuck is in my own place. Silas doesn't seem to either, but he doesn't even care. Every time I try to tell him how much I don't like this shit.... he totally claims to agree with me and takes my side. And then the next day it's as if the conversation never took place cause he lets the same shit happen again. Nothing pisses me off like coming out of my room, and being caught off guard by the stares of like 8 fucking people in my living room, half of who I have never even met. Every fucking weekend. I'm fucking tired of it.
Why couldn't I have had a quiet roommate...
PS: And no, before it pops in anyone's minds... don't give me the "try to talk to them and get to know them. You always say you're too reclusive anyway" speech. I know the kind of people I want to get to know and the kind I don't. Believe me, these are not people I want to know.
I'm not exaggerating this bit of info one bit. I hate every person who Silas has over. All of them. Yes, we do have some mutual friends actually, but those aren't the ones who come over because they all live in Gainesville. Everyone he knows HERE is a fucking moron and I loathe every second that they're over. Also, it's never just one or two people over. It always inevitably becomes this person's friend coming over, and then that person's friend coming over... and I don't even know who the fuck is in my own place. Silas doesn't seem to either, but he doesn't even care. Every time I try to tell him how much I don't like this shit.... he totally claims to agree with me and takes my side. And then the next day it's as if the conversation never took place cause he lets the same shit happen again. Nothing pisses me off like coming out of my room, and being caught off guard by the stares of like 8 fucking people in my living room, half of who I have never even met. Every fucking weekend. I'm fucking tired of it.
Why couldn't I have had a quiet roommate...
PS: And no, before it pops in anyone's minds... don't give me the "try to talk to them and get to know them. You always say you're too reclusive anyway" speech. I know the kind of people I want to get to know and the kind I don't. Believe me, these are not people I want to know.