Thursday, January 13, 2011
Dear Roommates,
Cover your food in the microwave! Good God!
Why do you get to keep your stuff (extra toilet paper & kleenex, clean clothes you don't feel like putting away, extra towels, etc) in the laundry room? I have no extra room...why do you get to?
I don't eat a lot of frozen food, but when I do buy some it'd be really awesome if there was room in the freezer with your months worth of shrimp & Lean Cuisines.
I don't have a bridge card, & you all do. Stop eating my food!!!
Don't steal the candles I bought for our living room for YOUR room. Buy your own damn candles. I couldn't care less if your room smells when your boyfriend comes over. Maybe don't be so dirty so your room doesn't stink so much.
Take out your trash, or leave it in your room. Don't put it in the living room...what the hell?
I am, contrary to popular belief, not the only one who can get the mail, take out the trash, or buy napkins & paper towel.
If the dishes in the dishwasher are dirty, why don't you put your dishes in it instead of leaving it in the sink until you can't even fit a cup under the faucet to get water.
Thankssomuchhhhh
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Break = Brakes.
Break is just bad and so, so dangerous for me. All I do is think. And think and think and think. I can't handle it. I'm going to go crazy. I've got myself all worked up and terrified. At the beginning of break I just wanted it to be over because I was certain we had some momentum and that could only be a good thing. But since I've analyzed this from every angle possible I'm all mixed up and am sure it will just be anti-climactic and die, because the scenarios I've imagined are mostly fabulous, with some devastating ones. But because life hates me, probably nothing will happen at all. Even though he was all "We'll definitely hang out after break" and when he said it the first time he made it happen, and also I don't think you can just go around saying "definitely" to people if you don't mean it. Also, also I think that the "definitely" paired with the "after break" should mean that he is using this time productively to break up with his gf so after break we can hang out for real. Agh, I hate that I'm so rambly. And obsessive. ...Sorry... just imagine being in my head!!! Oy.
Another also: I did not need that whole parallel to my life in a storyline where I was the bad guy. But I wasn’t that bad. I’m not that bad. So we’ll chock it up to being a cautionary tale to me from the Universe. And a bit of a smack on the forehead.
On a more relate-able and super deep note, it's interesting to think how none of this would have been happening if I wouldn't have grown a pair and texted him just to say it was nice to meet him (What the hell would I have thought about all break, all medicated & bored to death…?). Which more broadly is just interesting because it makes me think about how different my life could potentially have been so far if I had just not been such a pansy. Things can change so drastically from just one move. It's like how Grandmother Willow shows Pocahontas the ripples, "So small at first, then look how they grow. But someone has to start them." Haha I am so good at analogies. I guess it's just weird. What would have happened if I hadn’t?
Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleeping
You're in my head like on song on the stereo.
All I know is I gotta get next to you...
...Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby, call me crazy but I think you feel it, too
Maybe I, maybe I just gotta get next to you...
...Baby, let's get together and end this mystery
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Trouble.
I'm in trouuuuuuubleeeee... Trouble, trouble, trouble.
Monday, December 7, 2009
What a tease...
I really never can catch a break. I was so close! Ish. Traded numbers and everything, that's a start. Getting talked about, good signs. & then I thought he was being all sweet and slow not making a move when he wanted to... but no. He has a gf. And a baby one at that. So it's good he didn't... but still. Grr.
Why the hell do these mindfucks happen right around finals? I can't focus on a damn thing...
And I don't know if I should try anyway. I have to try sometime. I have to be brave sometime.