klied

I have to vent.
I'm seriously having a bad day. I'm sick. My house id freezing and wont get warm. I'm all by myself. I'm grumpy. And I have a shitty roommate.
She's been my 'best friend' since I was 2. I say best friend in quotations cause it's one of those types of things where she's BEEN my best friend for so long that I still refer to her as such, but really have have nothing in common, and frankly for the most part, she get on my nerves. I moved into a house with her in January cause her roommate at the time was apparently a real shitty one. Trin (my 'bff') complained that Linds (her roommate) was never home except for about 1 night a wekk, the rest of the time she stayed at her boyfriends house, and Trin hated being home alone, so this pissed her off. Her words were 'what's the point of having a roommate who doesn't even stay there?'. It's a shitty neighbourhood, so it's understandable. She also complained that Linds was a slob - this was very true.
Now here's my beef. Ever since I moved in and Linds moved out, Trin has done EVERYTHTING she complained about Linds doing. She's NEVER EVER home. She satys at her boyfriends house 5 or 6 out of 7 days every week, so I'm ALWAYS home alone. There's constantly fights outside my window, and drunk assholes wandering the streets, and I even witnessed a guy get stabbed about a month ago. I'm terrified to be here alone. Plus, I don't have any other friends near here and I don't drive, so it's so fucking boring being here all the time. Literally, all I do is work, read and sleep. I hate it. Plus, Trin makes a mess and her only ritual cleaning day is Sunday, when she goes hog-wild and cleans the whole house top to bottom and acts like I don't help out around the place. I believe in cleaning up the mess you make right after you make it. So the messes left behind in this godforsaken house are certainly not mine, so why the fuck should I clean her shit on sundays with her? I was the tub everytime before I get in it. I pick her freaking hairballs out of the sink before I brush my teeth so the water and toothpaste will actually drain and I wash my dishes after I cook. It's seriously a freaking piss off.
If I hadn't known her for so long, I'd just say Adios, cause she's such a downer. I don't care for your bronzer, or weekly hairdresser visits, or expensive clothes. I can't stand your country music, and your obsession with Oprah, and how you need to spend 3 hours getting ready every morning.Our morals are different, our lifestyles are different. This is pointless.


ugh!!!!