So I experienced my first semester at a full blown university this semester. I was at a dinky little Community College for a year and a half before, living with my parents, and working my as off to get to the college of my dreams.
Being that it was the first semester living on my own, I got to experience living with people outside of my family. I would be over at my friends house all the time and my one friend, Reggie, whom I have known for several years but disconnected with in high school, reconnected with me and we became good friends.
I started to notice how her personality clashed with everyone else's in the house. She would make messes, never clean them up, then tell my friends that their place was a mess and that they should be cleaner.
We went to a party once and as she met all my new friends, she started texting me opinions of each—mostly mean opinions.
I would watch her eat all of my food, all the time. And when I said something about it, she would get pissed off and get all defensive.
She would purposely get in fights with my other friends in the house. They seriously had an argument over whether wetting your toothbrush is a good or bad thing.
I don't know how I lasted 4 full months with her around.
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Recently, I was complaining about her to some friends of mine who only vaguely knew her. she somehow managed to read the conversation because I had left the conversation bubble up on my be-pudder (computer) and only texted my friend about it. For 3 days she was completely psycho and wouldn't talk to me until my friend told me all about it. The conversation she read was basically that I was tired of her excessive bitching and that I wish she wasn't so annoying.
So she just sent me a text.... Asking me to apologize... And I can't help but want to send the response text that says "I'm not apologizing for things that are true. And for things that I'm by sorry for."
Anyone who knows me knows that my backbone is made of the tissue paper that comes out of those pretty wrapped gift bags you get.
I'm tired of being stepped all over and used like toilet paper. You fuck with me, prepare to die. I'm done with being shit on.
For those of you who HAVE endured college, write below some of the shit your roommates/ college friends do that piss you off—maybe this will make me feel better about the hell I've had to endure the last 4 months
I don't give a shit about what anyone thinks about me anymore. I am who I am. Get over it and move on.
Being that it was the first semester living on my own, I got to experience living with people outside of my family. I would be over at my friends house all the time and my one friend, Reggie, whom I have known for several years but disconnected with in high school, reconnected with me and we became good friends.
I started to notice how her personality clashed with everyone else's in the house. She would make messes, never clean them up, then tell my friends that their place was a mess and that they should be cleaner.
We went to a party once and as she met all my new friends, she started texting me opinions of each—mostly mean opinions.
I would watch her eat all of my food, all the time. And when I said something about it, she would get pissed off and get all defensive.
She would purposely get in fights with my other friends in the house. They seriously had an argument over whether wetting your toothbrush is a good or bad thing.
I don't know how I lasted 4 full months with her around.
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Recently, I was complaining about her to some friends of mine who only vaguely knew her. she somehow managed to read the conversation because I had left the conversation bubble up on my be-pudder (computer) and only texted my friend about it. For 3 days she was completely psycho and wouldn't talk to me until my friend told me all about it. The conversation she read was basically that I was tired of her excessive bitching and that I wish she wasn't so annoying.
So she just sent me a text.... Asking me to apologize... And I can't help but want to send the response text that says "I'm not apologizing for things that are true. And for things that I'm by sorry for."
Anyone who knows me knows that my backbone is made of the tissue paper that comes out of those pretty wrapped gift bags you get.
I'm tired of being stepped all over and used like toilet paper. You fuck with me, prepare to die. I'm done with being shit on.
For those of you who HAVE endured college, write below some of the shit your roommates/ college friends do that piss you off—maybe this will make me feel better about the hell I've had to endure the last 4 months
I don't give a shit about what anyone thinks about me anymore. I am who I am. Get over it and move on.