I get bitter very easily. I am very bitter right now.
I'm bitter at my roommate-or rather, ex-roommate.
In a series of events, she has managed to move out. She moved down the hall into a single. Now, you may be thinking I'm bitter because she moved out. Wrong. I'm bitter because she moved out-with no known notification beforehand.
She had been jokingly taunting me by saying she was going to move out. And when asked if she was truthfully speaking, she denied saying things like "It's too expensive". Seeing no reason not to believe her, I simply believed her.
On the day of my birthday (I'm adding in this note to make her look even more of a bitch), she walks with me and dully notes that as my birthday present, she's giving me a deluxe single by moving out.
As of right now, I feel as if I've been lied to and then smacked in the face with the truth. I expected someone of her nature to be a lot more honest and open about things rather than letting things be done behind my back.
I've been extremely bitter to her lately and forcefully cursing and screaming at her. I've slightly lost my respect for her.... okay fine, I've fully lost my respect for her. Yes, you may contest that I get mad/upset/bitter so easily, but it only helps me narrow my friend list down to the ones that really matter in my life.
But I really have nothing to complain about. I have a huge room now and I've pushed the beds together to make a super massive joint bed that I can roll around in all day and night.
Well, I guess the only reason I'm complaining now is because I feel disrespected. And if someone else moves in and wants that bed I've taken over, I'm going to be complaining a lot more.
Things taste quite bitter right now and it makes me want to make my object feel as irrelevant as humanly possible. Is that wrong? Yes. Do I care right now? Hell to the fucken No.
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