So here I am, its 1:14 AM and I just had to break into my own fucking house. Grr I am so angry. My roommates family is staying here, and they make so much fucking noise and racket. They have their 3-4 year old granddaughter with them and they treat her like absolute shit. All I hear is her crying, or them yelling at her, then crying.
I love my roommates, but their family... I just don't like, period. I come home after watching Goodfellas with my cousin, and I find that the bolt on the door is locked also (it never is), but never fear, the bolt lock is the same key as the knob. So I unlock it, and the door still won't open, I don't know what the fucking problem is. So I go around back, that door which is never locked to get into our laundry room, is also locked... I swear to God that door has NEVER been locked, not one time since i've been here. But suddenly, magically, its locked tonight knowing that i'm out of the house!
So I basically have to break in by going through my window, which is well off the ground, I skinned my knees getting in and my toe is bleeding. But alas, thats life.
On to my important thought of the day. How do you people do it? I was at a party the other night, and everyone was mingling, talking to random people, people they had never met before. Fuck, I have enough trouble striking up a conversation with the people I do know. I just can't do it... I cannot make conversation with people I don't know because I'm either, embarassed, shy, low self-esteem or whatever.
My old crush, the girl that looks like Jena Malone was there, and we talked about the Kings, and she pulled me along, and when she pulled me I spilled alcohol all over my pants. I'm never washing those pants again.
Haha, just kidding, i'm a cheap bastard and I only wear 2-3 pairs of pants. So they're going in the wash tomorrow!
Take care all and have a good day, night, whatever.
I love my roommates, but their family... I just don't like, period. I come home after watching Goodfellas with my cousin, and I find that the bolt on the door is locked also (it never is), but never fear, the bolt lock is the same key as the knob. So I unlock it, and the door still won't open, I don't know what the fucking problem is. So I go around back, that door which is never locked to get into our laundry room, is also locked... I swear to God that door has NEVER been locked, not one time since i've been here. But suddenly, magically, its locked tonight knowing that i'm out of the house!
So I basically have to break in by going through my window, which is well off the ground, I skinned my knees getting in and my toe is bleeding. But alas, thats life.
On to my important thought of the day. How do you people do it? I was at a party the other night, and everyone was mingling, talking to random people, people they had never met before. Fuck, I have enough trouble striking up a conversation with the people I do know. I just can't do it... I cannot make conversation with people I don't know because I'm either, embarassed, shy, low self-esteem or whatever.
My old crush, the girl that looks like Jena Malone was there, and we talked about the Kings, and she pulled me along, and when she pulled me I spilled alcohol all over my pants. I'm never washing those pants again.
Haha, just kidding, i'm a cheap bastard and I only wear 2-3 pairs of pants. So they're going in the wash tomorrow!
Take care all and have a good day, night, whatever.