Currently: So my first day back at school didn't start out too well. I arrive to my apartment and see that, not only my apartment is small as Polly Pocket's house, but that our beds were still bunked and that my roomate, Cameron, had already taken the bottom bunk, leaving me with the top bunk. Now, i'm gravely afraid of heights and once I tried to see how well I could get up and down the bed, I realized that coming down would be a big problem for myself (it took me two minutes just to do that). So then I told my roomate that keeping the beds bunked wasn't a good idea and that we should un-bunk them and find a way to rearrange the room. So I try to find different ways to rearange the room and none were working. My roomate in the meanwhile, just sat with a glum look on her face and didn't conrtibute anything. After minutes of trying to figure out what to do, I still can't think of anything and my roomate storms out of the room, just like that! Can you believe her? Eventually, I go down and tell the RD what's going on then come back to tell my roomate that they are most likely going to make the then-current living room our room and then turn our room into the living room; this did not make her happy at all. She threw the biggest attitiude and even got into a brief argument with my mom. The RA finally comes up to do the work for us and speaks to Cameron, telling her that she cannot act selfishly towards me because we both pay for this apartment. This eventually calms her down. So the RA works his ass off moving everything into and out of the two rooms...but amazingly, he completes the task quickly. I was impressed. And once this is all done, Cameron is all of a sudden in a good mood. Wow. ...and her mother was rude as HELL!! She came in the room after awhile and didn't even say hi to me. *sigh* I can't believe i'm stuck in this shit again. Just when I thought i'd never have to deal with someone like Shaundra again, I get this. I swear, if this year is shit I will commit a massacre.
Mood: Stressed...a little.
Want of the day: That everything works out okay.
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