Friday, October 22, 2010
My so called "roommate" and I don't get along at all. We don't speak, we don't even look at each other. Frankly it pisses me off. For a while there I would say hi everytime we saw each other (which is what my mom told me to do). Then one day I thought I would test it and see if I said nothing if he would say anything. Well the answer to that is no. Nothing. Straight walks past me. I can't believe someone has the audacity to do this. You live in my house for free, eat my food for free. Oh yea you've started paying a little money lately only because I told you to. You are moving out only because I told you to. But I don't care if I EVER see or talk to you again! Seriously. He has never respected me since he moved into this house. Has never tried to get involved with anything. For a while there I thought it might be me... so I kept making effort after effort of just getting along for a few days.. and then to be let down again. So then I made a list... which is advice that is always given to people. And I just don't see how the relationship failure is mine. I mean I specifically asked you to simply clean the bathroom every two weeks. Vacuum your room once a week, and clean your sheets every two weeks. Totally ignored. So I have to do it. I don't care if this seems like harsh cleaning. It is what I do and you are in my house. When you FINALLY go..... I hope to not have to see you again. I don't wish you ill... but I do wish you to stay out of my life!
Posted by Angela's Anxious Life