I feel like my blog is turning into a place for me to bitch about my roommates so i don’t actually confront them, so here goes. I get home around 4:00PM today from Tyler TX. I was visiting a friend there. So i walk into my room, my air conditioner is OFF. There’s a half eaten bowl of cereal on my dresser and Whataburger trash by my bed, my laptop is moved from where it was, and there’s makeup on my desk, when i specifically remember it being clean. I texted my friend and my roommate and asked if they had stayed in my room last night, which is weird enough, Like…. don’t go into my room if i’m not there? Okay. So they were. And then he tried to play it off like it wasn’t a big deal, it’s a big fucking deal. Who knows what else is moved, fucked with, and or missing. My father WILL be putting a lock and key doorknob in place of the one that is there right now. Comments, feedback?

My roommate decided to throw a bar of soap away that i have been using for two weeks now, it was cetaphil gentle facial cleanser. Her reasoning was, it was leaving soap scum on the sink. My questions are, why didn’t you ask me to clean it if it was bothering you? Why would you throw something in a bathroom that you share with two people away without asking them what it was for first? And, what are you going to do about it? I’d like her to buy another one or give me money for the one that’s in the trash with the dog shit her Pomeranian left in my room two days ago. Who am i kidding though, it’s not like i’m going to ask her to replace it. Can’t win them all. But I will be using her shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and facewash for the next WEEK. At least.

(Source: sexandserenade)