There are no words.
None. At all. Ever.
My roommate... I'm beginning to hate my roommate. A lot. I don't like hating people. but,
She usually goes home on weekends, but this semester she's being really stupid and taking 17+ credits for who-the-hell-knows-why. Anyway, she didn't go home this weekend and, by the look of things, won't be headed back next weekend, either. Which is fine. In theory.
I've ranted already on her phone and TV habits, but bear with me. She has check in times with her parents. If she doesn't call her mom at, like, 8, her mom calls here. "I haven't heard from her; is she okay?" Dude, how the fuck should I know? She's not in the room, and what the hell, anyway? She calls her mother and her father (they don't live together) something like three times a day - each. It's insane. The conversation never sounds real stimulating, either, but, then, this is coming from me. I rarely call home, and have felt homesick I think once in my whole life. But, whenever she talks on the phone, I have to turn my radio off, since it's sooo loud. Never mind that I can hear both ends of the conversation, and that she leaves the TV on - loud. No, never mind that at all.
So she's allowed to watch TV whenever however loud she wants, but I can't even have my radio in my room, because it's offensive or something.
I don't answer her cell phone, by the way. I just don't do that. Cell phones aren't like phone phones. So it just rings for five minutes every time she leaves the room.
She goes to bed and is asleep before 10 almost everyday. I can't fall asleep prior to 11:30. I can't. I've tried. I wish I could, but I really can't.
So usually I stay up and work on stuff on my computer. But I can't work in the dark. I can't see normal paper and the screen hurts my eyes a lot, and my vision is awful as it is. So I turn on the light and point it away from her. But it still keeps her up. Hell, once, sick of her complaining about my light keeping her up, I opened the door just a crack - like 5 inches - so light from the hall could get in so I could see to get ready for bed. She still complained! What?! Do I need to develop SONAR or something?! Oh, but then I'd be TOO FUCKING LOUD, wouldn't I?!
She's sick a lot, too. She's always tired, or has a headache, or has an ass-load of work. Always. It's always one of the three. Plus usually the phone and/or the TV as well.
I try really, really hard on weekdays to be good. I do. I rarely goof off too much on the computer, and very rarely I play XI. But on weekends, I goof off. I have fun. I relax.
Tonight, I was in a really good party in Yhoator Jungle. (I hit level 30! YAY!!) She's sick again, headache and all that crap.
What does she do? "Can you turn your laptop off? It makes so much noise... the keys and the mouse...."
My. Fucking. KEYBOARD. The mouse wasn't even plugged in. Yeah. My KEYBOARD was too loud for her. She says this as she IM's people on HER computer. They are the EXACT. SAME. COMPUTER!
So, it's almost 11:30, so I figure I'll just go to bed. I go brush me teeth and all... come back... She's on her cell phone. Chatting on the damned cell phone.
I have a major facial seizure and step out to take a deep breathe. I steal my laptop and poke around on it. I talk to Liz a little.
Feeling a tad better (the week has not been kind to me and I felt like shit), I head back to my room to find my roommate watching TV and eating. Wow.
I mean, if she has that much of a problem with my gaming, she could say something. If she hates me that much, she could just change rooms.
Liz tells me to come to her room and I gladly do so. Whee, sleeping on the floor.
Also, for some reason, my roommate really hates Liz. I'm not sure why, but she immediately just gets annoyed whenever Liz so much as enters the room. o.O I mean, maybe it's because once I let Liz sleep on the floor when her (old - she changed rooms) roommates where being awful. But I let her have a friend spend a week in our room once! I didn't care at all! She doesn't even go to school here, but she camped on the floor! But Liz, the chronically sleep-deprived, can't spend one night? The hell?
So she can't stand me, can't stand anything I own, and can't stand my friends. Wow, I love my roommate.
God. I can't think straight. I'm just... so angry.... Nothing is going right this year. Nothing.
Really, this seems rather petty, but I think it's probably just the final string tat just snapped and not my roommate in entirety. I've been dealing with a lot of shit from people lately and I'm just fed up, emotionally and mentally.
My roommate... I'm beginning to hate my roommate. A lot. I don't like hating people. but,
She usually goes home on weekends, but this semester she's being really stupid and taking 17+ credits for who-the-hell-knows-why. Anyway, she didn't go home this weekend and, by the look of things, won't be headed back next weekend, either. Which is fine. In theory.
I've ranted already on her phone and TV habits, but bear with me. She has check in times with her parents. If she doesn't call her mom at, like, 8, her mom calls here. "I haven't heard from her; is she okay?" Dude, how the fuck should I know? She's not in the room, and what the hell, anyway? She calls her mother and her father (they don't live together) something like three times a day - each. It's insane. The conversation never sounds real stimulating, either, but, then, this is coming from me. I rarely call home, and have felt homesick I think once in my whole life. But, whenever she talks on the phone, I have to turn my radio off, since it's sooo loud. Never mind that I can hear both ends of the conversation, and that she leaves the TV on - loud. No, never mind that at all.
So she's allowed to watch TV whenever however loud she wants, but I can't even have my radio in my room, because it's offensive or something.
I don't answer her cell phone, by the way. I just don't do that. Cell phones aren't like phone phones. So it just rings for five minutes every time she leaves the room.
She goes to bed and is asleep before 10 almost everyday. I can't fall asleep prior to 11:30. I can't. I've tried. I wish I could, but I really can't.
So usually I stay up and work on stuff on my computer. But I can't work in the dark. I can't see normal paper and the screen hurts my eyes a lot, and my vision is awful as it is. So I turn on the light and point it away from her. But it still keeps her up. Hell, once, sick of her complaining about my light keeping her up, I opened the door just a crack - like 5 inches - so light from the hall could get in so I could see to get ready for bed. She still complained! What?! Do I need to develop SONAR or something?! Oh, but then I'd be TOO FUCKING LOUD, wouldn't I?!
She's sick a lot, too. She's always tired, or has a headache, or has an ass-load of work. Always. It's always one of the three. Plus usually the phone and/or the TV as well.
I try really, really hard on weekdays to be good. I do. I rarely goof off too much on the computer, and very rarely I play XI. But on weekends, I goof off. I have fun. I relax.
Tonight, I was in a really good party in Yhoator Jungle. (I hit level 30! YAY!!) She's sick again, headache and all that crap.
What does she do? "Can you turn your laptop off? It makes so much noise... the keys and the mouse...."
My. Fucking. KEYBOARD. The mouse wasn't even plugged in. Yeah. My KEYBOARD was too loud for her. She says this as she IM's people on HER computer. They are the EXACT. SAME. COMPUTER!
So, it's almost 11:30, so I figure I'll just go to bed. I go brush me teeth and all... come back... She's on her cell phone. Chatting on the damned cell phone.
I have a major facial seizure and step out to take a deep breathe. I steal my laptop and poke around on it. I talk to Liz a little.
Feeling a tad better (the week has not been kind to me and I felt like shit), I head back to my room to find my roommate watching TV and eating. Wow.
I mean, if she has that much of a problem with my gaming, she could say something. If she hates me that much, she could just change rooms.
Liz tells me to come to her room and I gladly do so. Whee, sleeping on the floor.
Also, for some reason, my roommate really hates Liz. I'm not sure why, but she immediately just gets annoyed whenever Liz so much as enters the room. o.O I mean, maybe it's because once I let Liz sleep on the floor when her (old - she changed rooms) roommates where being awful. But I let her have a friend spend a week in our room once! I didn't care at all! She doesn't even go to school here, but she camped on the floor! But Liz, the chronically sleep-deprived, can't spend one night? The hell?
So she can't stand me, can't stand anything I own, and can't stand my friends. Wow, I love my roommate.
God. I can't think straight. I'm just... so angry.... Nothing is going right this year. Nothing.
Really, this seems rather petty, but I think it's probably just the final string tat just snapped and not my roommate in entirety. I've been dealing with a lot of shit from people lately and I'm just fed up, emotionally and mentally.