So here I sit. In our campuses newly renovated center. And let me tell you something. It is wasting my money. There was nothing wrong with the old one. And now, we have to pay an arm and a leg to eat here. They have a Starucks type of coffee place here, and believe it or not, its MORE money, and its worse. I didnt think that was possible. Thanks, Dickheads, for listening to what we the students wanted.
You would also think that they could splurge for some new computers. Im on a decent mac, but everytime I go to punch certain keys, they stick. Like the 'i' key. Everytime I punch that key I have to take the time to think about it and punch it extra hard. And in that sentence alone, I used 'i' 6 times. God Damn.
So winter pretty much sucks. I had a small victory though as a result of this dumping of snow that has fallen upon us--Trainwreck ditched her car. And, when she ditched it, the snow wasnt even that bad. Hilarious.
Thursday night shall be fun, I plan on inviting a few bitches over.
The roommate is REALLY getting to me. I understand that I use the majority of the dishes, so before I left on Friday, I made DAMN SURE to run the dishwasher. So, on my way back to school from a weekend at home, I allready knew what to expect. I come back into my apartment, and there it is. The smell. She made squash, and couldnt have unloaded the dishwasher. Oh no. Instead the dishes were piled sky-high and the kitchen stunk soo bad. That, and she drank two of my beers. She has drank more alcohol of mine then I have. Leopard said I have to lay down the law. Anyway. So, okay, if she didnt want to unload the dishwasher, fine. BUT she could have used the clean dishes from the dishwasher instead of getting even more out and causing even more work for me. There was a pizza box laying around which smelled. I know I dont take the garbage out that often and that starts to smell. But not like these dishes. And then, last night she comes into my room and says "I put baking soda in the fridge. Something in there really smells." Well no shit. And, guess what, its NOT the fridge. Its the fucking sink filled with your dirty dishes. Look, im anal retentive. I need my stuff clean. I clean my room 2x a week. Our living room is filthy. She leaves mail around, dishes, and this morning, a bag of eaten hershey kisses with all those fucking pink shiny wrappers everywhere. I dont know what to do about this. I come into the apartment and go right into my room because I hate the living room. And then she follows me in to my room and I dont have the heart to say any of this. But I think I need to grow a pair and say something. Enough is enough. FUCK DO I HATE THIS KEYBOARD. I have had to deal with a messy apartment for a while. I know im not perfect. Leopard smells and sweats and my room starts to smell.....but I try to wash my sheets every two weeks or so. Her room is covered with dirty clothes and crap everywhere. If she wants to have a messy room, then fine. But I cant live with a messy apartment.
Suu Johansson was great. I got some great pictures and videos. She was exactly as I imagined--short with a big butt and wore mom pants. But I expected that out of her...she is like 75 years old. I want to be like her when I am older.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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