Tuesday, October 19, 2004

shes going going...

and in a month she'll be gone.

flatmate came home last night and told me in a very scathing tone that she was moving out in a month and so we had better find a new flatmate.

much as this turn of events makes me happy, i still have the niggling suspicion that according to her family, i am now the biggest moodiest most nasty bitch that ever lived. I probably shouldnt have shouted at her, but it seems that me and sis telling her several times very nicely to be careful just hasnt worked. so i guess in their eyes im in the wrong, because their daughter is young and perfect and doesnt know any better.

well, ive been robbed twice and i know any better and its taken me 4 years to get my stuff back, so as far as im concerned, shes very much in the wrong. If the majority of the stuff in this house was hers she has every right to say im wrong. but its mine or my sisters stuff. period.

i guess if you havent been robbed, you have no idea how violating it can be on your soul. But that doesnt mean that just because your flatmate has a very stern talk to you about the responsibilities of looking after the house you are living in and having some respect for the property of others, that you have to move out as soon as the shit hits the fan.

you cant just run away and hope that someone else will be happy with the way you dont think at the next house you live in.
i hope one day she will learn.

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