- Nov 9, 2001
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omg, i have an inconsiderate, pu$$y, dumba$$ for a roommate. i've had it up to here after tonite. i mean, i try to talk to him and stuff, but he never talks much. i say goodbye when i leave, but he just leaves without saying a word. ONE time he said bye, and i was like "whoa..." i can't blame him for this, but his mom is annoying. she calls so much. when he's on the phone with her, he's always whining like a 5 year old. he brings his geeky friends over and they make a ruckus over the stupidest things. they're loud as heck too. what really pissed me off tonite was that i was on the phone with my gf. he knows that i'm on the phone, but as soon as i'm there he decides to turn on his music to a level where i have to ask my gf to repeat everything she says and i have to repeat myself too. i mean, when his mom calls, i turn down my music. when his friends are over, i turn down my music. if his mom's so strict why didn't she teach him a damn thing about courtesy. i was lying in bed trying to sleep and he turns on the light. kay, i can deal with that. but then he starts beating his clothes on something and makes a bunch of noise that nobody could sleep through. the other day my magazines were out of order. "someone" was looking through my maxims. he leaves his shoes and socks in the middle of the floor. oh man, and i haven't even mention this girl he likes. he doesn't talk to me about it, but he bothers my friends on my floor about it, cuz they're girls. he has no balls to ask her out, which has been for at least 10 weeks now. he can't even say "sweet dreams" to her. he has his friends come over to tell her what to say to her, but he doesn't listen to them. i was there when he asked his friend like 20 times to let him borrow his car. everytime he said no and never. i just can't concentrate with the idiot sitting behind me, always having his music a notch louder than mine. oh yea, and he was showing the poster i had in my closet to people. i don't open his damn closet wihtout his permission. the fact that i'm sore from running 3 miles and swimming for 20 min right after doesn't make my mood much better. i'm stressed, angry, and worried. oh man, valentines day is coming up and i have an essay due the next day. and now i just learned that my econ teacher from last year has prostate cancer. damnit. sux0r for me. i'm sorry if i've made anyone read to this far. i just had to let out some steam. i will make him pay.... before the school year is through....
ps. please disregard spelling/grammatical errors. :|
ps. please disregard spelling/grammatical errors. :|