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May. 6th, 2007 11:26 amI am sick of it all.
beyond sick of it actually :/
I know she is mad, and she has a right to be mad, but i cannot even being to understand WHY she is mad. And quite honestly i am sick of her attitude. I am ready to say: "Fuck you, get your shit and get the hell out". Right now she isnt talking to me because she couldnt find her other bottle of bleach, and when i was trying to explain to her that if she runs across a Tops brand, its mine, she wouldnt let me... I finally snapped and asked her rather crossly if she was ever going to let me finish what i was saying instead of bitching so damn much. She then stormed into her room and i havent seen her since.
I am sick of being told how i can and how i cannot decorate my own apartment. It has to be HER way. She is moving now, and apparently i STILL have to wait until she moves. Fuck that. Fuck that to hell. I am having Joe pick up some shower curtain hooks today. I am going to start decorating the way I want. She has no say anymore. It is not her apartment.
I am also sick of hearing Chris tell me how she is acting toward him. Bitching at him when he is playing a video game. Heaven forbid he play a game or three. Its OK for me to, its ok for her to, and its ok for Joe to... but NOT chris. He hardly ever plays anymore because she keeps bitching. She keeps getting huffy when he starts playing Wii. Now correct me if i am wrong, but WE paid for the games, and the system (all of them on the entertainment system, and the one we didnt was GIVEN to me)... who the fuck does she think she is bitching about him playing. News flash. He helped pay for it! NOT her! She has NO right bitching at him for playing. Yes he could have been cleaning... but he is his own person. Oh, and the next time you tell him to turn down the damn volumn, i am going to tell him to turn it UP. Last night it wasnt even LOUD. We keep the TV at 30 NORMALLY, he had it on TWENTY! LOWER than normal. YOU were the one talking LOUDER than the TV.
And on the topic of food. Wanna know why there is no food in the house? cause I havent had a chance to buy some. Wanna know who's been buying the take out we order on occasion? CHRIS has been. Its been his check which has paid for our dinners for the past 2 and a half weeks. AND all the food we've brought home from work. So when you bitch about not having any food, and get some (through friends or not), it would be nice to share. We've shared with you since you first lived with us 2.5 years ago. We've been buying you food for that entire time, and letting you go hog wild with it, watched our food bill skyrocket, and didnt say a damn thing. We just kept sharing. But when you get a gift from someone (no, someone, i am not blaming you), you hoard it and continue to bitch. Every single gift I got i've shared... food or otherwise.
On one final note before i go to work. When you move out we are odviously going to take the key from you. And your computer is going with you. No more free rides. you want the net, pay for it your self. Harsh yes. I dont give a fuck anymore. You wanna be a bitch to us. We are the ones staying here, thus its OUR apartment now, you live by OUR rules.
beyond sick of it actually :/
I know she is mad, and she has a right to be mad, but i cannot even being to understand WHY she is mad. And quite honestly i am sick of her attitude. I am ready to say: "Fuck you, get your shit and get the hell out". Right now she isnt talking to me because she couldnt find her other bottle of bleach, and when i was trying to explain to her that if she runs across a Tops brand, its mine, she wouldnt let me... I finally snapped and asked her rather crossly if she was ever going to let me finish what i was saying instead of bitching so damn much. She then stormed into her room and i havent seen her since.
I am sick of being told how i can and how i cannot decorate my own apartment. It has to be HER way. She is moving now, and apparently i STILL have to wait until she moves. Fuck that. Fuck that to hell. I am having Joe pick up some shower curtain hooks today. I am going to start decorating the way I want. She has no say anymore. It is not her apartment.
I am also sick of hearing Chris tell me how she is acting toward him. Bitching at him when he is playing a video game. Heaven forbid he play a game or three. Its OK for me to, its ok for her to, and its ok for Joe to... but NOT chris. He hardly ever plays anymore because she keeps bitching. She keeps getting huffy when he starts playing Wii. Now correct me if i am wrong, but WE paid for the games, and the system (all of them on the entertainment system, and the one we didnt was GIVEN to me)... who the fuck does she think she is bitching about him playing. News flash. He helped pay for it! NOT her! She has NO right bitching at him for playing. Yes he could have been cleaning... but he is his own person. Oh, and the next time you tell him to turn down the damn volumn, i am going to tell him to turn it UP. Last night it wasnt even LOUD. We keep the TV at 30 NORMALLY, he had it on TWENTY! LOWER than normal. YOU were the one talking LOUDER than the TV.
And on the topic of food. Wanna know why there is no food in the house? cause I havent had a chance to buy some. Wanna know who's been buying the take out we order on occasion? CHRIS has been. Its been his check which has paid for our dinners for the past 2 and a half weeks. AND all the food we've brought home from work. So when you bitch about not having any food, and get some (through friends or not), it would be nice to share. We've shared with you since you first lived with us 2.5 years ago. We've been buying you food for that entire time, and letting you go hog wild with it, watched our food bill skyrocket, and didnt say a damn thing. We just kept sharing. But when you get a gift from someone (no, someone, i am not blaming you), you hoard it and continue to bitch. Every single gift I got i've shared... food or otherwise.
On one final note before i go to work. When you move out we are odviously going to take the key from you. And your computer is going with you. No more free rides. you want the net, pay for it your self. Harsh yes. I dont give a fuck anymore. You wanna be a bitch to us. We are the ones staying here, thus its OUR apartment now, you live by OUR rules.
