meaningless
04-02-2001, 06:28 PM
Every day the place I live resembles fucking jail more and more. First of all, unless no one has taken a shower for like 40 minutes prior to when I do, there is no hot water. WHen there IS hot water, it's like 10 minutes of it TOPS and I don't knwo, I guess I wash slow or maybe I'm just thorough,b ut by the time the water gets cold I still have to rinse my conditioner out, wash my face... blah blah blah. I mean the hot water only lasts me long enuf to wash my body and hair.
But guess what? Like at least 2 fucking people take showers before me in the morning. At one point, one girl and I had a sort of schedule worked out between us... but she just got back from housesitting and I don't know what her deal is... I'm supposed to get the shower from 7:30 til 8 AM and she was in there til 8:15 this mornign... I don't know what time she got in but she was in there at 7:45... BITCH. Anyway it all doesn't matter much cuz with two people in the shower before me, the water ain't hot by the time I get there, and in order to beat them to the shower, I'd have to get up like 2.5 hours before I have to get to class, which is insane cuz that would mean 6:30 AM!
Now the lady who owns the house lives there... But she's not an OLD lady mind you, she's like 34. It was sort of a last ditch place to live for me... It was mid august and I had to have a place to live by August 31, so well... I did what I had to do.
The lady has this sort of work list thing posted. I don't like that. That's like dictatorship or somtehing... I mean nobody got to discuss jobs and how they'd be divided, it was just her saying "do four jobs a month or pay $20"... she made this rule after i'd lived there like 3 months.
Another thing... When she showed me the house, there was a huge living room and she pointed otu a different room that was to be hers. When I moved in, she turned hte huge living room into her own room, and so there is like no common space.
My room is one of the two smallest in the house. SHe lives on the 1st floor and there is a closet right outside my room. I've kept a couple things in there all year cuz I need them later but not now. Today I get there and there is a note saying "This closet is not for personal storage. Put your stuff in the basement..." Which, by the way, is never locked. But what the fuck? She has a HUGE room, two OTHER SIZEABLE closets which she keeps ONLY her stuff in, a huge storage room of her own in the basement, and she NEVEr goes to the 2nd floor... I don't knwo what she's tryign to pull saying we can't keep our shit in that closet. FUCK HER. Good thing I'm trying to move out by June but I'm not sure I"ll be able to get out that fast... But Fuck I can't take it anymore.
Now I'm scared cuz when i do move, I'll be in the same sort of desperate for a place to live situation, and what if it ends up just the same. Or WORSE??? I'll really jump out the window.
It really doesn't help my currently stressed and crazy mindset.
-N
"if just once... i could feel love... oh stare back at me, yeah..."
But guess what? Like at least 2 fucking people take showers before me in the morning. At one point, one girl and I had a sort of schedule worked out between us... but she just got back from housesitting and I don't know what her deal is... I'm supposed to get the shower from 7:30 til 8 AM and she was in there til 8:15 this mornign... I don't know what time she got in but she was in there at 7:45... BITCH. Anyway it all doesn't matter much cuz with two people in the shower before me, the water ain't hot by the time I get there, and in order to beat them to the shower, I'd have to get up like 2.5 hours before I have to get to class, which is insane cuz that would mean 6:30 AM!
Now the lady who owns the house lives there... But she's not an OLD lady mind you, she's like 34. It was sort of a last ditch place to live for me... It was mid august and I had to have a place to live by August 31, so well... I did what I had to do.
The lady has this sort of work list thing posted. I don't like that. That's like dictatorship or somtehing... I mean nobody got to discuss jobs and how they'd be divided, it was just her saying "do four jobs a month or pay $20"... she made this rule after i'd lived there like 3 months.
Another thing... When she showed me the house, there was a huge living room and she pointed otu a different room that was to be hers. When I moved in, she turned hte huge living room into her own room, and so there is like no common space.
My room is one of the two smallest in the house. SHe lives on the 1st floor and there is a closet right outside my room. I've kept a couple things in there all year cuz I need them later but not now. Today I get there and there is a note saying "This closet is not for personal storage. Put your stuff in the basement..." Which, by the way, is never locked. But what the fuck? She has a HUGE room, two OTHER SIZEABLE closets which she keeps ONLY her stuff in, a huge storage room of her own in the basement, and she NEVEr goes to the 2nd floor... I don't knwo what she's tryign to pull saying we can't keep our shit in that closet. FUCK HER. Good thing I'm trying to move out by June but I'm not sure I"ll be able to get out that fast... But Fuck I can't take it anymore.
Now I'm scared cuz when i do move, I'll be in the same sort of desperate for a place to live situation, and what if it ends up just the same. Or WORSE??? I'll really jump out the window.
It really doesn't help my currently stressed and crazy mindset.
-N
"if just once... i could feel love... oh stare back at me, yeah..."