Awesome Weekend Coming Up!

I was going to make another post about how annoying Jane is being at the moment BUT....She's going home this weekend! Thursday afternoon to be exact. And then Cathy is going home on Friday so I'll have the room to myself for an awesome weekend!

Fed Up Some More

I'm glad that I found out that I did that stupid philosophy layout wrong. That means you got it wrong too, since you copied everything I wrote. She didn't even read the article. She just asked what I wrote and tried to rewrite it in her own words.

And they finally cleaned!



Thank you Cheesus! They only cleaned their crap because Janet's friends are coming this weekend. And they keep saying they need a vaccumm because the floor is gross. Yes, yes it is. Who's fault is that? The art major who leaves scraps of paper everywhere (Cathy) and the lazy bio/pre-pharmacy major who doesn't know how to eat properly (Jane). Yeah that's right!

I have pictures of how it looked before. If you wanna see, let me know by sending a message or liking my post. I don't mind sharing. It's ridiculous. There's still rotting apples in front of me and an old napkin with this wrapper from bred Jane ate a week ago, sitting in front of me. I refuse to clean it. And I refuse to get the vaccumm again. They both really don't want to do anything and I'm not going to be their maid.

I refuse.

Do Your Own Work

She says that I wasn't alright today. My roommate I mean. Of course I wasn't. You've been bugging the hell out of me about this assignment that we need to do (not a partner project. Separate assignments that we both have because we have the same class but at a different time).

She keeps saying, "Hey let me know when you're working on it so we can work together."

and, "I find this homework pointless. I need to study for organic chemistry, so we should work together so we can get this done faster."

Then you want to "work together" when you haven't even read the required pages to fucking do the assignment. I think not. I told her to go read it. I guess that was her first sign that I wasn't doing okay.

I come back from a poetry slam (awesome by the way. With special guest Tim Stafford. Look him up on youtube/google) and go back to working. Here she comes again.

"I worked on it but I still have no idea what to do. Have you worked on it?"
"Yeah," I said, "I think I'm about done."

"Oh, can you look over mine and see if it's right."

"I don't know. I'm not even sure mine is right." I said.

"That's okay. I'd just like it if you read over mine. Tell me what's wrong."

I blew it. I told her I can't fix hers if I can't fix my own. I didn't swear or anything. My voice elevated. She asked if I was okay. No I'm not okay. Everytime we have these assignments, you basically try to make me do the whole damn thing. I don't need nor want to be used.

But I didn't say that. I told her I had a headache.

You're Joking Right?

I was on the phone with my mom when I decided to wash my sweaters/hoodies and I said, out loud, "Gonna go check to see if the washers are open". Then I left my dorm room, leaving my two roommates inside. I go to the basement and find all three are open. I'm happy because I just want to use two and hang my clothes to dry. When I'm walking back, I see one of my roommates walking towards me, I wave and continue talking to my mom.

I enter the room, grab my sweaters and just as I'm about to leave, she returns and says "They're all free!" Why do I see them both going into their wardrobs and grab their completely-full-overflowing-don't-you-wash-more-than-once-a-month laundry baskets and start separting their clothes.

"Umm...I'm going to need one too." I say. They look at me funny. And then one says:

"One of us needs to go down there to make sure no one else grabs the washers."

I volunteered because one, I was already ready. And two, I wasn't going to let them take the washers from me. I decided to be nice and just use one. I put my clothes in, wait until their slow asses come downstairs and go back to the room. I'm still on the phone with my mom (she heard me complain while I was in the basement).

I'm sitting in front of my laptop, just got off the phone with her when one of them comes in and says:

"You can use the washer when we're done."

....What?

"I'm already using one. When those stop, I'll put my other load in." I said.

"Oh I didn't know who's clothes those were."

Really...Why do you think I went down there for? Do you think I went to save the washers for you?! What the hell...

Need To Express Myself

I think I missed a Thursday and that's because this week has been chaotic. I'm so happy it's Friday, well when I'm done writing it will technically be Saturday morning.

I didn't get to mention that I have an appointment to see a counselor this coming Tuesday. I think I just need someone to talk to. I'm not sure if it's my roommates anymore. Maybe I'm overwhelmed or maybe there's something wrong. There's the possibility that it's a combination of all three. I don't know and that's why I'm going to talk to someone. My mom agrees. She's the one who said I should at least get some advice on how to deal with all the negativity that my roommates have on a daily basis. Hopefully this will help me and I'll be able to have a better year.

Writing on here has helped. It gives me a chance to unwind and let off some steam, but I can't be as open as I really want. I had another blog, but a few friends found it so I had to make this one. I'm afraid they'll find it again. That's why I'm using a penname and aliases for everyone I mention on here. But I'm always worried that one of them will find it. I don't want them reading my personal thoughts. My tumblr and this blog have basically become my diary but a diary that I allow strangers to read and comment on. Not people I know in real life.

Does anyone else get what I'm saying? It's easier to talk to strangers than people you know.

Well, I'm actually at work right now. I work in my residential hall as a desk aide. I don't really do anything. I was actually watching a Korean soap opera before I came on here. I think I'll watch another episode. Until next time.

Friday and Saturday Night

I've had an up-and-down weekend so far. Most of it was good, but the one bad "situation" sort of brought everything down a little. This weekend, I decided to go out and party with friends. I don't drink or anything. I just go out and dance the night away.

Friday night I went to a Frat party with three of my friends. It was a lot of fun. We stayed out until about 2:30am just dancing. This random guy I didn't know tried dancing with me and I wasn't for it so I moved away from him. Then he tried to get one of my friends to dance and she doesn't do "dancing" (she was mostly there to get out of her room. She moved a little. Not a lot. But it was progress). Then he tried to join our inner circle and that was kicking one of my other friends out of the circle, so we moved away from him.

Then another random guy came up, asked for our names and said "I bet I can dance better than all of you". Did some strange moves and then left. We started laughing afterwards. No idea where that came from.
That was a good night. Last night was an "ehh". I went to a party with the same friends plus a few more and one of my roommates. Earlier I had been hanging out at my Hall's desk with one of my guy friends/my crush (in a way). I was there for about 75% of his 4 hour shift. We talked, laughed, looked at videos. It was great. I tried convincing him to come to this party with my friends and I. He was iffy and I was pretty sure he wasn't going.

Yet, when Nathalie and Melinda asked him to go, he was all for it. It pisses me off a bit. He basically followed Nathalie around everywhere. I feel like he likes her and it's a lost cause. Well, not really. She has a boyfriend but that didn't stop her before. She basically had another one of my guy friends wrapped around her finger last year. I don't have all the full details but I know they didn't have sex. They got close to it though. Then she told her boyfriend and made it seem like my friend was at fault. Caused some drama last year. They don't talk now (for obvious reasons).

Now, she has him (my "crush") wrapped around her finger. And I'm angry. I don't understand how she's allowing this to happen. AGAIN! And it's not like I can say anything. What am I supposed to do? Anywho, they came to this other Frat party with us. Nathalie and Melinda went straight for the Jungle Juice (alcoholic drink if you don't know). They got buzzed and then wanted to leave for another Frat party. They leave (Melinda, Nathalie, my "crush", and the girl who doesn't really dance, Angie) and the rest of us stay and have a good time for a bit before joining them at the other Frat.

We get there, not even 10 minutes in, the fire alarm is pulled. So, back to the original party we go. We head inside, of course Mel and Nathalie head to the booze again but they ran out. So now they don't want to be there, they want to head somewhere else. That same group leaves, leaving me with the other two friends from Friday night and my roommate. We had fun. Danced and whatnot. My roommate danced with her crush the whole night, for 3 and a half hours (craziness!). I'm happy for her. She didn't want to come out at first but I convinced her. I'm glad I did she had a great time.

I just wish...I had a fun time with my "crush" but what can I do? I think I'm just going to get over it.

Eh..Thursday Again?

Alright. Another Tell Me Something Thursday...However, I didn't/don't really have time to write something right now.



I was going to give my comment on the repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell (which I'm like "Finally!! What took you guys so long? And why have it in the first place?!) but I figured a lot of people talked about that so...I was hoping someone would leave me an idea for what you want me to talk about. It can be anything. If you have questions for me, you know, want to get to know me..Let me know! I'll gladly tell you a little about myself. Until next time, tata for now!