Goddamn it... After 2 weeks home spent sleeping on a sleeping bag on the floor, I finally get my bed moved in and I'm ready for a good night's sleep and the housemate decides to spend this weekend playing house with the guy she just met off "plenty of fish". Like really just met. Spoke to once, went on one 2 hour date and then 2 days later... well... yeah, I'm not gonna go in to details, but lets just say for assorted reasons, I did not sleep.

I am unthrilled.

I better be able to get some sleep tonight, I've got school placement exams tomorrow.