Must... Vent!....
Things have been going well, very well in fact. I have been keeping up with school work, deepening relationships with my friends, and pretty much over all enjoying myself! However, I need to get a few things out.
The first is this, on either Thursday or Friday of last week I called up my father to tell him that I would not be returning for the weekend. This is because a friend of mine was having surgery on her leg. For the sake of convenience we shall call her friend A. Well friend A has left town to go have surgery, and she was going to return on Saturday at about noonish. My father then proceeds to ask me a series of questions about her and her surgery that I have no answers too, most of which concerning friend A's parents and boyfriend and why they were not the ones to take care of her. THe details didn't matter to me, I had a friend, she was going through surgery, I would be there. Anyway, my father is sad that I won't be coming home, but he refuses to admit it, and because of this he makes me feel guilty. Only my father could make me feel guilty for wanting to stay with a friend while she recovers from surgery.
Well, I then spend saturday, sunday, and a small portion of monday for most of my waking hours at friend A's house. I help her, I'm there for her, and in general I have to fight to keep her off of her leg. Now, friend A had been driven back by our other friend, who I shall call friend E. Friend E has a boyfriend, who we shall call BC. Anyway, during saturday and most of sunday friend E and BC are basically attached to each other physically through the entire time they spent in our lovely city. I'm all for loving who you're with, but I was grossed out by how clingy and affectionate they were in public. Friend A, despite having her surgery, wants friend E and BC to see our college, our library, and a nice restaurant. We visit these places, each of which friend A walks around extensively, even up and down stairs.
This was all background info for today. After going to school I call up friend A and talk to her about what she was doing. She wanted to go to a bookstore, and invited me along because her roomate, and our mutual friend, Friend C, was going to take her. The plan was I would be picked up by friend C, we would go to the bookstore, and I personally planned to get food. Now, what we planned, wasn't what happened. Friend C calls me, I miss it, she goes and picks up friend A. I don't get a ride. Thats no big deal, I call up friend C and hop in my car, and say we meet at the book store. I get there first, I find a nice spot in the back, and I start reading.
Friends A and C arrive, I meet them, try giving them a book that I thought friend A wanted, only to find she didn't need it. They go off to get their books, I go back to my spot. Friend A calls me, I ask her to come back and see me where I am in the back of the store. She tells me "Hell no, I'm not walking all the way to the back of the store." Ths from the same girl who had no qualms about going up and down stairs on our school campus when friend E was in town. I get a little upset, but not too much, I try to let it go. I meet her at the front, sit down on the comfy chair by the couch where she and friend C have gone, and read. Friend A notices the time, and decides that she needs to go to do her homework, I say I have a little part of a book left, but they won't wait for me. I decide to finish my book, but not before I am informed about our plans for dinner falling through as well. Argh.
Ahh yes, one last thing must be said, this concerning friend C. I lent friend C a game that had just recently been released, FFXII. This happened ot be the collector's edition (the store didn't have the regular), and I also lent her the strategy guide. I do not mean to use this as a gift with strings attached, but I was surprised that this had no impression on her when she made her decisions with friend A.
Now, we are done with business matters concerning friends. Roomates however are a different story. One roomate has single handedly made a complete mess of the kitchen which has not been cleaned in months. Our "head roomate" has talked to him multiple times, as well as left notes. I have just left him a second note where I asked him to clean the kitchen. However, unlike my first note, if he does not clean the kitchen by tommorow I informed him that I will bring the front office into this problem.
Besides that roomate, my own roomate, with whom I shall a bathroom, has given himself a haircut, and what I think to be a full body shave. I know this because all of his hair is in our bathroom. He didn't even have the courtesy to wash the hair he had in the shower. There is hair all over his sink, a portion of my sink, and the bathroom floor.
And the final business for the night is a group presentation which I shall be graded on based upon my entire group performance. I have done my work, and sent emails to my other groupies, but have thus far received only one other email. I do know that one other groupie has done her work, but that's only because I basically did it with/for her when I did mine.
Again I say it, Argh!
The first is this, on either Thursday or Friday of last week I called up my father to tell him that I would not be returning for the weekend. This is because a friend of mine was having surgery on her leg. For the sake of convenience we shall call her friend A. Well friend A has left town to go have surgery, and she was going to return on Saturday at about noonish. My father then proceeds to ask me a series of questions about her and her surgery that I have no answers too, most of which concerning friend A's parents and boyfriend and why they were not the ones to take care of her. THe details didn't matter to me, I had a friend, she was going through surgery, I would be there. Anyway, my father is sad that I won't be coming home, but he refuses to admit it, and because of this he makes me feel guilty. Only my father could make me feel guilty for wanting to stay with a friend while she recovers from surgery.
Well, I then spend saturday, sunday, and a small portion of monday for most of my waking hours at friend A's house. I help her, I'm there for her, and in general I have to fight to keep her off of her leg. Now, friend A had been driven back by our other friend, who I shall call friend E. Friend E has a boyfriend, who we shall call BC. Anyway, during saturday and most of sunday friend E and BC are basically attached to each other physically through the entire time they spent in our lovely city. I'm all for loving who you're with, but I was grossed out by how clingy and affectionate they were in public. Friend A, despite having her surgery, wants friend E and BC to see our college, our library, and a nice restaurant. We visit these places, each of which friend A walks around extensively, even up and down stairs.
This was all background info for today. After going to school I call up friend A and talk to her about what she was doing. She wanted to go to a bookstore, and invited me along because her roomate, and our mutual friend, Friend C, was going to take her. The plan was I would be picked up by friend C, we would go to the bookstore, and I personally planned to get food. Now, what we planned, wasn't what happened. Friend C calls me, I miss it, she goes and picks up friend A. I don't get a ride. Thats no big deal, I call up friend C and hop in my car, and say we meet at the book store. I get there first, I find a nice spot in the back, and I start reading.
Friends A and C arrive, I meet them, try giving them a book that I thought friend A wanted, only to find she didn't need it. They go off to get their books, I go back to my spot. Friend A calls me, I ask her to come back and see me where I am in the back of the store. She tells me "Hell no, I'm not walking all the way to the back of the store." Ths from the same girl who had no qualms about going up and down stairs on our school campus when friend E was in town. I get a little upset, but not too much, I try to let it go. I meet her at the front, sit down on the comfy chair by the couch where she and friend C have gone, and read. Friend A notices the time, and decides that she needs to go to do her homework, I say I have a little part of a book left, but they won't wait for me. I decide to finish my book, but not before I am informed about our plans for dinner falling through as well. Argh.
Ahh yes, one last thing must be said, this concerning friend C. I lent friend C a game that had just recently been released, FFXII. This happened ot be the collector's edition (the store didn't have the regular), and I also lent her the strategy guide. I do not mean to use this as a gift with strings attached, but I was surprised that this had no impression on her when she made her decisions with friend A.
Now, we are done with business matters concerning friends. Roomates however are a different story. One roomate has single handedly made a complete mess of the kitchen which has not been cleaned in months. Our "head roomate" has talked to him multiple times, as well as left notes. I have just left him a second note where I asked him to clean the kitchen. However, unlike my first note, if he does not clean the kitchen by tommorow I informed him that I will bring the front office into this problem.
Besides that roomate, my own roomate, with whom I shall a bathroom, has given himself a haircut, and what I think to be a full body shave. I know this because all of his hair is in our bathroom. He didn't even have the courtesy to wash the hair he had in the shower. There is hair all over his sink, a portion of my sink, and the bathroom floor.
And the final business for the night is a group presentation which I shall be graded on based upon my entire group performance. I have done my work, and sent emails to my other groupies, but have thus far received only one other email. I do know that one other groupie has done her work, but that's only because I basically did it with/for her when I did mine.
Again I say it, Argh!