I hate my apartment. I don't hate my room. I'm actually quite fond of my room. It's kind of like my happy place. But my apartment. I hate. If I could just completely live in my room, life would be good.
Right now, my roommates are in the living room. Being loud. I have to work tomorrow. It's almost midnight. I've been awak since 5am. I'm not happy. I've asked them to be quiet. There is no one else in the apartment. Could they not go to one of their rooms to talk? Must they talk so loud, with the tv on, in the living room? Must they keep me awak when they know I have to work tomorrow.
My roommates have zero respect for anyone but themselves. 1 year. That's what I keep telling myself. Just 1 more year.
Right now, my roommates are in the living room. Being loud. I have to work tomorrow. It's almost midnight. I've been awak since 5am. I'm not happy. I've asked them to be quiet. There is no one else in the apartment. Could they not go to one of their rooms to talk? Must they talk so loud, with the tv on, in the living room? Must they keep me awak when they know I have to work tomorrow.
My roommates have zero respect for anyone but themselves. 1 year. That's what I keep telling myself. Just 1 more year.
padre:
there is nothing you can say to them? seriously you have to say something or do something?