My patience is gone.
And it sucks because I don't know that they have any idea how pissed off they've made me. And it also sucks because I can't manage to speak up unless I explode. Needless to say, exploding would be BAD.
But then again, you'd think they would realize at some point they're being inconsiderate douchebags.
Currently, it's still winter break. I just stayed here. My roommate Sam, for some reason, came back on Sunday. That day, 3-5 of her friends came over. And played Super Smash Bros. Until almost 2 a.m.
They have been back EVERY DAY since then. FOR HOURS every day. Basically taking over the living room. I have pretty much resorted to staying in my room all day, trying to come out as little as possible. Consequently for today, it's after 5:30 and I still haven't eaten today.
It's driving me bonkers. I don't think there's anything wrong with her having her friends over, but it's always at least 3-6 people here...and sometimes I've never met them before in my life. Last night, I ventured out to get food and this girl was walking in who I have never seen and who gave me this look like "What are YOU doing here?" If she'd actually said it, I would have gotten to say, "I LIVE here, bitch, what's your excuse?" Butttt...she didn't. Damn it.
They have also made a mess of the living room. I stayed here for 2 weeks and that living room was kept clean. Within one day of them coming over here, it's a pigsty and there are doritos crumbled into the carpet. What the eff? My other two roommates are coming back soon and when they do, I'm NOT going to clean the living room or probably mop the floor because Sam's friends are the ones who fucked it up, they can clean. Or Sam can.
And I haven't forgotten that Sam said she'd do half the dishes before she left on break and just left. >.> She's the one who came up with what we should do in the first place as the last two here...and then just left. Yeah, that makes sense. Thanks, Sam.
I don't know, is it reasonable of her to have so many of her friends over? For hours each day, sometimes multiple times a day? Who play Super Smash Bros. and yell profanities at each other? Until sometimes very, very late at night? Maybe I'm just being irrational. But I don't think so.
Even if I COULD manage to speak up and talk to her, I still can't because she's never alone. She's always with her friends.
Leaving me stuck in my room all day, feeling like I'm hiding. [Doesn't help I have PTSD and I'm just scared of guys I don't know. I hate that I am, but well, I am.]
Not to say my other two roommates are saints, 'cause they aren't by any means [I'm sure I'm not either, for that matter], but this is REALLY bugging me.
And it sucks because I don't know that they have any idea how pissed off they've made me. And it also sucks because I can't manage to speak up unless I explode. Needless to say, exploding would be BAD.
But then again, you'd think they would realize at some point they're being inconsiderate douchebags.
Currently, it's still winter break. I just stayed here. My roommate Sam, for some reason, came back on Sunday. That day, 3-5 of her friends came over. And played Super Smash Bros. Until almost 2 a.m.
They have been back EVERY DAY since then. FOR HOURS every day. Basically taking over the living room. I have pretty much resorted to staying in my room all day, trying to come out as little as possible. Consequently for today, it's after 5:30 and I still haven't eaten today.
It's driving me bonkers. I don't think there's anything wrong with her having her friends over, but it's always at least 3-6 people here...and sometimes I've never met them before in my life. Last night, I ventured out to get food and this girl was walking in who I have never seen and who gave me this look like "What are YOU doing here?" If she'd actually said it, I would have gotten to say, "I LIVE here, bitch, what's your excuse?" Butttt...she didn't. Damn it.
They have also made a mess of the living room. I stayed here for 2 weeks and that living room was kept clean. Within one day of them coming over here, it's a pigsty and there are doritos crumbled into the carpet. What the eff? My other two roommates are coming back soon and when they do, I'm NOT going to clean the living room or probably mop the floor because Sam's friends are the ones who fucked it up, they can clean. Or Sam can.
And I haven't forgotten that Sam said she'd do half the dishes before she left on break and just left. >.> She's the one who came up with what we should do in the first place as the last two here...and then just left. Yeah, that makes sense. Thanks, Sam.
I don't know, is it reasonable of her to have so many of her friends over? For hours each day, sometimes multiple times a day? Who play Super Smash Bros. and yell profanities at each other? Until sometimes very, very late at night? Maybe I'm just being irrational. But I don't think so.
Even if I COULD manage to speak up and talk to her, I still can't because she's never alone. She's always with her friends.
Leaving me stuck in my room all day, feeling like I'm hiding. [Doesn't help I have PTSD and I'm just scared of guys I don't know. I hate that I am, but well, I am.]
Not to say my other two roommates are saints, 'cause they aren't by any means [I'm sure I'm not either, for that matter], but this is REALLY bugging me.
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