It's very possible that I'll scream at the next person who walks in to my room. 
Oh boy uncontrolable rage. I pitched an absolute fit last night and it's surprising that I didn't break anything. I then cried myself to sleep and moved on... ish. I'm apparently still pissed. I can feel it in my throat just waiting to jump out at someone or something. I was at work from 10 to 6 today and I was really hoping my dirty ass roommates would clean the kitchen while I was gone since we have NO clean dishes left. I am the only one who has been doing dishes lately and they're mostly the ones who make the mess. So I have just been leaving it. Cleaning up after myself and ignoring their nasty mess. We're going to get roaches and I'll be so mad. It makes me pretty glad that they're leaving next weekend. I was sad to be alone at first but now... oh man. I want them to clean up and get out. At the moment I also want to scream at them to get out. I don't think they really even did anything... but I'm having some anger issues this weekend. I wish I could go to a party and get wasted and do one of the two things: a) get really happy and flirty or b) get in a fight and punch someone a lot. Or even better... do both haha. I just have so much frustration. I'm frustrated with my school work, my friends, all the freakin boys who won't date me, the fact that I am so broke, and probably more stuff that hasn't surfaced yet. Once I figure it out I'm sure I'll complain about it.
Oh boy uncontrolable rage. I pitched an absolute fit last night and it's surprising that I didn't break anything. I then cried myself to sleep and moved on... ish. I'm apparently still pissed. I can feel it in my throat just waiting to jump out at someone or something. I was at work from 10 to 6 today and I was really hoping my dirty ass roommates would clean the kitchen while I was gone since we have NO clean dishes left. I am the only one who has been doing dishes lately and they're mostly the ones who make the mess. So I have just been leaving it. Cleaning up after myself and ignoring their nasty mess. We're going to get roaches and I'll be so mad. It makes me pretty glad that they're leaving next weekend. I was sad to be alone at first but now... oh man. I want them to clean up and get out. At the moment I also want to scream at them to get out. I don't think they really even did anything... but I'm having some anger issues this weekend. I wish I could go to a party and get wasted and do one of the two things: a) get really happy and flirty or b) get in a fight and punch someone a lot. Or even better... do both haha. I just have so much frustration. I'm frustrated with my school work, my friends, all the freakin boys who won't date me, the fact that I am so broke, and probably more stuff that hasn't surfaced yet. Once I figure it out I'm sure I'll complain about it.