Vent
E keeps putting shit in my room. It pisses me off. I cleaned up his so called "music room" so he could have a place to put all his shit. In the process, I decided to go ahead and put some of my things in his music room. I figured I'd earned the right, after all, I had spent my Christmas Break cleaning up and organizing all his crap. Lately he has decided to claim all the space, therefore when I come home, I find crap that I'd originally put in his music room thrown into my room. I am going to have a talk with him when he gets home.
Why can't we just share some frigging space here? He has way more shit than me, I should be allowed to store a fucking laundry basket in there, not to mention the viola when he's got about 20 guitars in there.
And why is the printer eating ink cartridges? I swear he's up at night printing crazy amounts of shit off the web. The other day I found a 30 page instruction manual that he'd printed off lying on the kitchen table. That kind of shit eats up ink. His mom tried to blame me for christ's sake!!! I don't print 30 page pdf files and use it as my personal copier.
Where the fuck is he? He said he'd try to get home earlier at night so I don't have to stay up until all hours of the night, but I don't see him anywhere!!!!
My room is not a fucking trash can. Wow, way to go E, treating me like my fucking roommate did.
Why can't we just share some frigging space here? He has way more shit than me, I should be allowed to store a fucking laundry basket in there, not to mention the viola when he's got about 20 guitars in there.
And why is the printer eating ink cartridges? I swear he's up at night printing crazy amounts of shit off the web. The other day I found a 30 page instruction manual that he'd printed off lying on the kitchen table. That kind of shit eats up ink. His mom tried to blame me for christ's sake!!! I don't print 30 page pdf files and use it as my personal copier.
Where the fuck is he? He said he'd try to get home earlier at night so I don't have to stay up until all hours of the night, but I don't see him anywhere!!!!
My room is not a fucking trash can. Wow, way to go E, treating me like my fucking roommate did.