Currently: So I have a hilariously funny story about last night. I went outside for a smoke and started talking to this couple who coincidentally happened to also be my neighbors from across the hall. I complained to them about how small, crummy and lousy my apartment was, and they wanted to see it for themselves. So I decide to take them to see my apartment. Now, I had remembered how before my roomate had said that whenever I bring somebody over to call her beforehand, and for some reason just thought to myself "Fuck it, why should I call her when they won't be staying for long anyways?" Plus, I didn't have my phone with me, so thus, I took them in to see the apartment without calling lil' miss thang. So we get in and she realizes what I had done and didn't say anything but had her back turned to us the entire time...but mind you, they were only there for about a minute. All I did was quickly take them through the apartment and to my room. I then went over by their apartment to see how much bigger it is than mine. Well, I come back in my apartment from their apartment, and miss thang is on the phone crying to her mommy (as she always is) about how she had told me twice that she wanted me to call her before I brought anybody over and I broke her little rule. Now, here is my view on this. First of all, I'm a grown adult and don't need to be telling you who I bring over, especially if the person or people don't even stay for that long...or long at all. The longest I had a person over was for five fucking minutes. Second of all, if she were to bring any of her friends over (which she understandably doesn't even have much of), I wouldn't care one bit. I had asked her once about why she felt the need to have this little rule of hers and she goes "oh, so that I can know in advance and clean the apartment." Um, reality check: People don't fucking care how clean an apartment is! It's not like i'm having them over for dinner or anything, Idiot! She's really making me mad right now with her ridiculosuness. And in the meanwhile, I can hear her mother on the phone screaming to her "You have to stop being too nice to her!" Um, excuse me lady? Since when was she ever "too nice" to me? I'm not the one who threw a hissy fit and started slamming doors for no reason on her first day here. I'm also not the one who disrespected any of her parents while they were there. I was always the one who played the big person role when it came to her, me and our apartment, so don't you dare try to label me as the evil and intolerable one. That woman has some fucking nerve, especially since she as well was mighty rude to me my first day here...she wouldn't even say "hello" to me. *sigh* This is fucking ridiculous. I never had to go through shit like this with my previous roomates, not even Queenie. I really don't know what i'm going to do right now. This girl is really pushing my buttons...i'm seriously starting to think that she's jealous of me cause I have more friends than her fat, pitiful ass. Hey, it's not my fault. It's called actually TALKING to people, instead of moping around and then crying to your mommy. THAT is how you make friends. Don't take your fucking insecurities out on me, cause I had nothing to do with them. Anyways, i'm about to go back to the apartment now to study. Luckily, she is not there. How I will get through this semester is beyond me.
P.S. I actually wrote her an apology note, stating that I will try my best to not make that mistake again, just so she'll stop bitching. Once again, I AM the bigger person.
Mood: Blah.
Want of the day: that I study well and not lose my mind.
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