You Have Got To Be Kidding Me

WHAT THE FUCK. I don't think I have ever been this pissed off before in my entire life. Just when I think my roommate doesn't annoy the shit out of me anymore she pulls this shit. Well, it all started out with my super stressful and busy day. I had a biology test in the morning that took me like 45 minutes to do. I felt confident about it too, for the most part. I was feeling pretty good, and I only had one other class to go to. But I wanted to do some spanish homework in between classes and then after my second class I still had to go to my biology learning group. And then after my learning group I had to meet with my partner at the union to discuss our strategy for the spanish oral exam we have on Friday. I was basically running all over campus from like 10:50 this morning until like 7 in the evening. And it's Ian's birthday today/Wednesday so we decided to celebrate a little. Which was nice after a long and busy day. Oh, but then I come home. The first thing I see: my roommate's shirtless boyfriend asleep in bed with her. WTF. Oh my lanta, I wanted to scream. In retrospect, I should have just screamed. Instead, I just banged around and didn't really try being quiet while I got ready for bed. But what makes me the most upset, not even pissed, just genuinely upset is that I feel totally and completely uncomfortable in my own room. MY OWN ROOM!!! I was here first, damnit! This is where I change and get naked. I shouldn't feel uncomfortable when I'm just changing into my pj's. I don't want him shirtless in my room!! Why does anyone think that I would want to see that shit? He is not my boyfriend, so why on earth would I ever want to be exposed to that? And it's not like it's super hot in our room, the window is open and both of the fans are on. That excuse just got fucked. And here's the real question: why would she want me to see him like that? I'm sorry, but I would never want another girl to see my man without a shirt on. That is mine, all mine. I swear on all things holy if they are not quiet in the morning while I'm trying to sleep then I think I might just lose it completely. I will probably scream. I'll probably yell every profane word I know and tell them to shut the fuck up. You know how I roll. This is a lot of ranting. But I feel so much better now, and that is exactly why I started this blog in the first place. You readers are awesome. You put up with my crazy antics and foul language. Thanks.

P.S. I concluded this blog post at about 2 am so if it makes no sense at all it's because a) I am so mad that my hands are shaking and I can't even concentrate and b) I'm pretty fuckin tired