sariki

My so called life.
2005-04-18 06:36:13 (UTC)

Runaway

"I'm gonna runaway - never say goodbye" - Linkin Park

And yep, that would be me right there. I try so hard. I do
so much. I ignore so much. Yet it still isn't enough. What
else can I do? Why all this all now? Why all of a sudden
am I being made to look like the roommate bitch from
hell?

Well I thought things were going decent again. I mean, she
knows I have a lot of work. Just this week alone is going
to be hell week. I have SO much to read for tomorrow. I
have a quiz on Tuesday. I have an exam on Wednesday. I
have more to read for Wednesday. I have an essay due
Thursday. I have a project due Thursday. She knows these
are going to be late nights for me. You'd think she'd cut
me a little slack right?

Ok so anyways, tonight I go to wash a few dishes. Not
much - just two bowls, a mug, and some silverware. I don't
know how long it takes her to wash dishes but it only
takes me two minutes max. So as I go to leave the room she
sits up in bed and asks me to shut my desk light off (yeah
she's STILL going on about the damn light). So I tell her
that I'm not done on the computer yet and I'll be right
back in a minute. She tells me I have more than a minutes
worth of dishes. I tell her I don't. She says I should
shut it off anyways. I tell her ok, but its just gonna go
back on in a minute. She says fine well its pointless to
shut it off then. Obviously she's all pissed so I say,
whatever, I'll shut it off for the minute. I'll give her
that minute of darkness she so badly wants. I come back
into the room literally two minutes later and she is out
of bed with her desk lamp on. She didn't say anything to
me but obviously this is a hostile move to show me she's
pissed. But why is she pissed? I gave her what she wanted
didn't I? I turned my damn desk lamp off for those stupid
two minutes didn't I? So why'd she waste those two minutes
and get out of bed? Was that really a mature thing to do?
What did it accomplish? She couldn't have been pissed that
I didn't turn the light off because I did. So that leaves
me with two options for why she was having a tantrum. A)
Because I gave her a "hard time" about it (which was
really just me using logic and saying it was pointless to
turn it off) or B) That I wasn't done with the comp. Like
dude, sorry I'm not going to bed as early as she is but I
work my ASS off all day long. Right before bed I need to
wind down a smidgen. I need to relax and engage in some
nice online convorsation.

See now this whole thing backfired on her because I WOULD
have been in bed with my lamp off even earlier if it
wasn't for this confrontation. But because of this, I then
needed to vent into this online diary (obviously not going
to go to bed aggrivated). Soooo thanks to this incident,
I'm up a half hour later than planned. Oh well.

I don't know. I guess I just feel the way I've already
written about before. I feel attacked. I feel like all of
a sudden I am evil and she needs to get her own way. I
mean, I don't get my own way. I deal with all the morning
crap. I deal with cleaning the room - usually while she's
on her computer chatting. I deal with turning the TV off
when its her bedtime. The only thing she has to deal with
is this damn desk lamp. Is that too much to ask? I mean we
DO share the room. I DO have a heavy workload. I DO have
to be up later than her. Trust me, if I could have my way,
I wouldn't have my workload and I'd be in bed earlier.
Thats just not the way the life of a Soc major works.
Sorrrrrry. I'm about ready to just unplug my damn desk
lamp, leave it on her desk for her, and run away to
college woods. Camp there for the last month. If she's
being this mean with me, god only knows what would be
going down with a different roommate. I mean my friends
have already told me they wouldn't put up with this being
walked on. Most said they would have cursed her out by
now. Yet here I am, still trying to be nice regardless.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so nice...




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