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But it's odd; Amy leaves, he'll shut himself in his room... Kay leaves, he shuts himself in his room... I leave, all of a sudden everyone's welcome, and everyone gets invited to asda and has a merry old time.
Monday could be interesting, because I'm getting tired of this shit now, I've gone out of my way to make life in this house as pleasent for everyone as possible, but for some reason I'm getting treated like a bitch, and yes, mainly by the other male house member. Despite being owed money by every member of the house, I've not hassled anyone into giving it me back, believing it would be paid to me when possible, like I was promised, but getting told one minute "oh I only have a tenner to last me til the next installment of the loan" and then him going out the next night and buying £10 of Ben and Jerrys and going out to resturants kind of... pisses me off, I don't mind waiting, but I do mind being lied to.
Other issue; with birthday presents... Last year Kay and I went together and bought him a mario kart racing thing... For Kay's 20th he got together with Amy to buy her a pullip... For Amy's he constantly goes on about buying her a corset... For his 20th Amy asked if we'd like to club together to get him ff3 for the DS; being roughly £8 each... For my 20th... I received a preowned copy of Kirby's Dreamland for the gameboy... £2.99... for a game I can't play as I only have a DS which can't play original gameboy games, as he knows... his justification for getting it? "I saw it and couldn't resist" yes, because we play Smash Bros... But wait... I'm never Kirby... In fact have never mentionned or even said I like anything to do with Kirby... My 20th birthday present was just used to brownnose himself with Kay and Amy... jee... thanks... Wonder if I should buy a present or just knock £2.99 off the near £100 he owes me...
What's been going on for the past month? Lovely coursework... yep, everyone's been busy getting their heads down, so what does he do? turn up his music -.- I ask him to turn it down I get a "*ugh* yeah ok" so he does... then ten minutes later turns on his fucking TV at full blast... anyone else asks the same question, it's instantly turned down with a "sorry! didn't realise it was so loud" I wouldn't be quite so pissed off except I can hear everything ABOVE the noise in my own room, and above having headphones in... and we can't turn the volume up any louder in Kay's room due to her operation, which he fucking well knows about.
It just pisses me off that it's one thing when anyone else is around, and completely different when it's me. Early April when it was still fucking freezing, he started turning the bloody heating off. Thinking it might have been an accident or whatever, I turned it back on, and he kept putting it back to off every fucking night. But wait... Amy comes back up after going home for a bit and all of a sudden this strange activity stops. Similarly, he managed to have 14 washloads in 3 weeks, before returning to 2 per week when Amy got back, some of which only had four fucking white shirts in... and THEN starts moaning about how we need to save money.
I'd send an email again, or try to have a house meeting, but they never seem to solve anything... last time I sent an email saying it was purely me and only wanted replys to me, for some reason he thought he knew best and sent his "heartfelt" reply to everyone -.-" Odd though, I mentionned in it that I felt like I would move out of the house because I was getting ignored all the time... then he said in his email "oh i've been thinking of moving out for ages because of the atmosphere in the house"... coming from the one who's had the easiest time in the house, and only started doing any kind of house work 8 months into our tenancy here >_>
But what pisses me off more than anything? He tries to stop me talking to other people. I'll be happily talking to Amy with her in her room and me in mine, he'll come up... and stand in her door way completely stop our conversation and start one of his own with her. Amy's friends that she invited round before that he's become such good friends with? I probably wouldn't mind them being round so much, but I've hardly ever spoken to them... why? because when they first came round, he ushered them all into his room... When I finally snapped the one time because of the noise, and he and Amy came up about it afterwards... I got an apology from Amy... what did he do? Hid behind her back and didn't say a word, despite it being just as much to do with him. But no, for some reason I don't get a conversation from him, maybe a sentance or two every now and then. Such as him wanting to have his dog(s) up... he asked if it was OK with Amy... He asked Kay if it was alright with her... He even asked the fucking letting agents... yet I never once got asked about this and I do wonder that if they'd said yes, whether I would have just found it(/them) in the house one day after coming home.
*sigh*
maybe I'm moody because all trains to walsall were cancelled without anyone at the train station saying so; thus having to catch a train to wolverhamption and catch a bus into walsall, making what should have taken 60-90 minutes from Derby to Walsall 150 minutes. Maybe it's because all I've had to eat today is a ham and cheese baguette at 4pm and it's freezing in this room and Walsall's incredibly depressing. I don't know...
But for all the effort I try to put in to make the houselife easy as possible for everyone else... I get treated like I'm not even there most the time, and even when I've tried to address this it's only been a partial success; Amy admitted we didn't talk much and since then we've spoken a lot more, but for some reason despite eveyrthing I've done for him, including swapping bedrooms to make it easier for him, I still get treated like I'm not there...
I just wish I was tried so I could go to sleep and it be morning already, at least then I could kill time down town... but alas, nothing will be open for another ten hours :( I'm not going to get any sleep now anyway as I've just realised Mick's snoring -.-" Thus I might as well blog about other crap...
My mom is currently out on my auntie's hen night... so I can expect her back drunk in a few hours time. Stuart is back in Walsall after going to Exmouth 2.5 months ago and not telling me, and thus now I can get him to fill in student loan forms and get the full loan >_> somewhat of a blessing. James is thinking of packing in college since it has been useless and the teachers haven't even been there for most of it. His Sony Ericcson broke in the same way as mine; the little control stick doesn't work, which confirms my belief that it is a shit make of phone. I am developing toothache and my stomach hurts so I am ending this now
:D
Monday could be interesting, because I'm getting tired of this shit now, I've gone out of my way to make life in this house as pleasent for everyone as possible, but for some reason I'm getting treated like a bitch, and yes, mainly by the other male house member. Despite being owed money by every member of the house, I've not hassled anyone into giving it me back, believing it would be paid to me when possible, like I was promised, but getting told one minute "oh I only have a tenner to last me til the next installment of the loan" and then him going out the next night and buying £10 of Ben and Jerrys and going out to resturants kind of... pisses me off, I don't mind waiting, but I do mind being lied to.
Other issue; with birthday presents... Last year Kay and I went together and bought him a mario kart racing thing... For Kay's 20th he got together with Amy to buy her a pullip... For Amy's he constantly goes on about buying her a corset... For his 20th Amy asked if we'd like to club together to get him ff3 for the DS; being roughly £8 each... For my 20th... I received a preowned copy of Kirby's Dreamland for the gameboy... £2.99... for a game I can't play as I only have a DS which can't play original gameboy games, as he knows... his justification for getting it? "I saw it and couldn't resist" yes, because we play Smash Bros... But wait... I'm never Kirby... In fact have never mentionned or even said I like anything to do with Kirby... My 20th birthday present was just used to brownnose himself with Kay and Amy... jee... thanks... Wonder if I should buy a present or just knock £2.99 off the near £100 he owes me...
What's been going on for the past month? Lovely coursework... yep, everyone's been busy getting their heads down, so what does he do? turn up his music -.- I ask him to turn it down I get a "*ugh* yeah ok" so he does... then ten minutes later turns on his fucking TV at full blast... anyone else asks the same question, it's instantly turned down with a "sorry! didn't realise it was so loud" I wouldn't be quite so pissed off except I can hear everything ABOVE the noise in my own room, and above having headphones in... and we can't turn the volume up any louder in Kay's room due to her operation, which he fucking well knows about.
It just pisses me off that it's one thing when anyone else is around, and completely different when it's me. Early April when it was still fucking freezing, he started turning the bloody heating off. Thinking it might have been an accident or whatever, I turned it back on, and he kept putting it back to off every fucking night. But wait... Amy comes back up after going home for a bit and all of a sudden this strange activity stops. Similarly, he managed to have 14 washloads in 3 weeks, before returning to 2 per week when Amy got back, some of which only had four fucking white shirts in... and THEN starts moaning about how we need to save money.
I'd send an email again, or try to have a house meeting, but they never seem to solve anything... last time I sent an email saying it was purely me and only wanted replys to me, for some reason he thought he knew best and sent his "heartfelt" reply to everyone -.-" Odd though, I mentionned in it that I felt like I would move out of the house because I was getting ignored all the time... then he said in his email "oh i've been thinking of moving out for ages because of the atmosphere in the house"... coming from the one who's had the easiest time in the house, and only started doing any kind of house work 8 months into our tenancy here >_>
But what pisses me off more than anything? He tries to stop me talking to other people. I'll be happily talking to Amy with her in her room and me in mine, he'll come up... and stand in her door way completely stop our conversation and start one of his own with her. Amy's friends that she invited round before that he's become such good friends with? I probably wouldn't mind them being round so much, but I've hardly ever spoken to them... why? because when they first came round, he ushered them all into his room... When I finally snapped the one time because of the noise, and he and Amy came up about it afterwards... I got an apology from Amy... what did he do? Hid behind her back and didn't say a word, despite it being just as much to do with him. But no, for some reason I don't get a conversation from him, maybe a sentance or two every now and then. Such as him wanting to have his dog(s) up... he asked if it was OK with Amy... He asked Kay if it was alright with her... He even asked the fucking letting agents... yet I never once got asked about this and I do wonder that if they'd said yes, whether I would have just found it(/them) in the house one day after coming home.
*sigh*
maybe I'm moody because all trains to walsall were cancelled without anyone at the train station saying so; thus having to catch a train to wolverhamption and catch a bus into walsall, making what should have taken 60-90 minutes from Derby to Walsall 150 minutes. Maybe it's because all I've had to eat today is a ham and cheese baguette at 4pm and it's freezing in this room and Walsall's incredibly depressing. I don't know...
But for all the effort I try to put in to make the houselife easy as possible for everyone else... I get treated like I'm not even there most the time, and even when I've tried to address this it's only been a partial success; Amy admitted we didn't talk much and since then we've spoken a lot more, but for some reason despite eveyrthing I've done for him, including swapping bedrooms to make it easier for him, I still get treated like I'm not there...
I just wish I was tried so I could go to sleep and it be morning already, at least then I could kill time down town... but alas, nothing will be open for another ten hours :( I'm not going to get any sleep now anyway as I've just realised Mick's snoring -.-" Thus I might as well blog about other crap...
My mom is currently out on my auntie's hen night... so I can expect her back drunk in a few hours time. Stuart is back in Walsall after going to Exmouth 2.5 months ago and not telling me, and thus now I can get him to fill in student loan forms and get the full loan >_> somewhat of a blessing. James is thinking of packing in college since it has been useless and the teachers haven't even been there for most of it. His Sony Ericcson broke in the same way as mine; the little control stick doesn't work, which confirms my belief that it is a shit make of phone. I am developing toothache and my stomach hurts so I am ending this now
:D