I got some really bad news on Monday that at the time I didn't feel like sharing but now that I have had some time to try and cool down I feel like I need to write about it because I am still massively pissed. My roommates were supposed to go home at the end of this week but now they're not. They are staying until the end of finals week. They are also taking my cat with them and Tim is coming back here a week early. I know that it really shouldn't be a big deal but it is. Mostly because the situation at home is awkward and uncomfortable for me and it involves a lot of me biting back my comments that I really want to make. Now this could be heightened by my angry over them not leaving but I'm pretty sure it isn't. I spend all of my time in my room or the ed center or the library in order to avoid looking at them or being in the same room as them. They must know that the situation really sucks for me since I feel really uncomfortable being in a room with them and they never leave the fucking living room which means I have to walk by them every time I want to eat or pee. But they obviously don't care about my feelings since they obviously had no factor in their decision to stay an entire extra week even though I really need a break.
It wouldn't bother me that they have continued to ignore my feelings and be inconsiderate of me except that I just was really nice to them. I went out and bought them Christmas presents. Really nice Christmas presents. I spent 27 dollars on each of them. All because I thought it would be mean, rude, inconsiderate and would hurt their feelings if I didn't. Garret was right when he told me that I shouldn't bother. They clearly care nothing for me. How can two people be so fucking rude and mean? Garret keeps saying that they aren't doing it on purpose, that they aren't planning on staying here longer just to make me suffer. Well, it feels that way because they sure as hell aren't trying too hard to get away from me. I would have thought that the situation would be uncomfortable for them too. Apparently not. Maybe I should make it a little bit more uncomfortable. Maybe I should cancel the internet. I would cancel the internet, after all by saying they didn't want to help pay for cable they effectively made me cancel the cable, but it would drive Garret bonkers if I did cancel the internet.
They are out in the living room again with their music on. I am so tired of listening to their music. I am very tempted to get the vacuum out and start vacuuming the entire apartment. Try listening to your music then assholes. I don't get why they need to have it on all the time. I really just want it to be quiet. Or to listen to something that doesn't sound like it has been overplayed a hundred and one times over again.
I made peanut butter brownies and used the last of the eggs. It felt good. I hope they need eggs and they find there aren't any. I hope they wanted to make brownies and can't cause there are brownies in the pan.
Tim and Aimee have been crating the cat. When she is attacking them, if she doesn't sop they hold her down and tell her to calm down. Which of course she doesn't because she doesn't like it, and then when she doesn't calm down they lock her in her crate. That is cruel. She never attacks me like she does them and I don't lock her in her crate, ever. Gee, I wonder could there be some correlation there? I hope I get to keep the cat when this is all over. No one will ever hold her down like that again. If someone tried to hold me down the way they hold her down I would bite and scratch too. It scares her. I almost said something when I saw Tim doing it today to her. I almost went out and got the cat and the crate and brought them in my room. I almost told him he could have the crate back when he could promise he wouldn't use it as a punishment again. It shouldn't be a punishment. She gets in there when she goes places. It shouldn't be associated with bad things.
I just hate everything about them right now. I wish they would just go away.
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