Tell Satan I said 'Hi'

I seriously loathe my roommate. It's not just the guy that she has over, the banging of her headboard, and the shower parties at 2am; no, it's more than that.

Let's start with the fact that she's a real actress. I'm talking turning on the waterworks when she has to, the fake-niceness that she has around everyone - only to talk about them behind their backs later - and her general 'nice girl' act. But then there's the act that she puts on to make people believe that she's something other than who she really is: an evil whore.

Now, I've only come to realize that this is what she does. Before, when we were just friends - a term that I now use loosely - she would go off in the middle of a movie and start to scrub the kitchen floor with a toothbrush. She wanted us to think that she was insanely OCD about her apartment being clean. Since living with her, I have come to realize that it was, in fact, an act to make her seem perfect or something. Here's the truth though.

1. She hasn't cleaned the bathroom in god knows how long and the first time that I cleaned it this year I was scrubbing off stains. You don't get stains on a bathtub unless you never wash it. She even remarked about the stains after, being all 'Oh wow you got them off!'. All I did was clean the bathtub like I would have cleaned any other one.
No, her idea of cleaning the bathtub is closing the shower curtain to hide the filth.

2. It is the season where salt and sand are everywhere to combat slipping on ice so it is inevitable that when it sticks to your shoes it is tracked into the house. Being in a small apartment, there is only so much sand a person can take before it starts to really piss you off. Especially when all traffic has to trek through the sand, leading to it being transferred into other rooms. The amount of dirt that I have sucked up with the vacuum is disturbing and she, as far as I know, has never done it. She also doesn't take her shoes off on the mat, making it so that there's more dirt than need be on the floor.

3. The girl can't properly load a dishwasher to save her life. Generally, this is something that is learned at an early age and even if you don't grow up with a dishwasher, it's freaking common knowledge how things should fit. The times have been numerous where something wasn't able to be washed because she had it where it wouldn't get washed. She never turns on the dishwasher either - however since I'm usually the one that does that I can re-arrange things so that it is right. At least she empties the dishes, though never seems to make sure that they're actually clean before putting them away...
She also doesn't grasp the concept that, if all bowls, pots, and forks are dirty and are in the dishwasher, then maybe it's time to turn it on? It's not that big and can't fit that much so it fills fairly quickly.
She's just stupid, I think.

4. When she's putting on her act for people, she always moves my things. I can then never find them where I left them and it takes forever to find them. Thank you, you are not my mother, so don't touch my stuff. It's not a hard concept to understand. Obviously I left my things there for a reason. Ask me if you want them moved. Really, not that hard!


A friend of mine thinks that some of this hatred stems from me being jealous of her slutty ways and her slutty boyfriend.

Yes, I hate feeling like a part of a threesome that I do not want to be involved with when I'm forced to listen to them going at it. Thanks, if I wanted a ménage-a-trois I could find one that I wanted to be in. Hell, if I wanted to have sex in the first place, I'd find someone myself. I don't generally watch porn, I don't want to have to listen to it either.

I also don't pay rent every month to be forced to listen to it either. I mean, really, is it so much to ask that when you do it you make sure that your headboard doesn't bang against the freaking wall? Shove a pillow in between, screw on the car, lay horizontally across the bed, I'm not even having the sex and I can think of solutions to the noise problem!

And as for the shower, do that when I'm not home. Simple. It would be different if my bed wasn't right on the wall that is shared between my room and the bathroom, but that's how it is.

Sometimes, I would really just like to go all Jedi on her ass...

Maybe then she would be a decent roommate.

I Am Whoever You Say I Am?

Why is is that people always do the things that are the worst for them? I have girl friends who just cannot understand the idea that you're able to live your life without constantly having a boyfriend to tell you what to do. Then there are others who just cannot see that the guys she is 'in love' with is harming her emotionally and psychologically though not physically. I mean, when a guy tells you to back off and leave him alone, when he blocks and deletes you from all forms of communication, and when his friends are threatening bodily harm, he's REALLY not worth it. Truth is, no guy is worth being brutally emotionally abused by, especially when it starts to affect your entire life.

For example, I have a really good friend who was friends with this guy who was in the American military. This guy had seen and done things that he couldn't even talk about to other people about; he was seriously fucked up. He had also been engaged at one point in time to a fellow, female, marine. Everything was fine until he admits to my friend, after them being friends for quite a while, that he has a thing for her that's more than friendly and more than the sister-brother thing that they had going on. So, that's fine, whatever. They fool around once or twice, and then then shit really hits the fan. And this is where things start to get hairy.

His ex and his best friend show up and the ex punches him in the face hard enough to make his neck twist around. I think that they also broke down a door, but I could be mixing that up with something that they did to someone else just to prove that they could get into her apartment and she could do shit all to stop them. Anyways, neither his ex or his friend are happy about my friend. Here enters some bullshit about never fully understanding the military until you've served and killed an innocent person, or some such shit. Long story short, he makes my friend cry, his ex and best friend both threaten her, and then she's stupid enough to not back down.

Here's the part that I really do not understand. Obviously this guy has more than enough baggage to deal with himself, she really shouldn't have to deal with it as well. But apparently she wants to. Let me make it perfectly clear that many of us have told her that she's being fucking stupid about the whole thing that that there are better, more sane and stable, guys out there for her: ones with better friends.

Ok, so, the other night my friend gets completely drunk (not to mention stupidly so. the girl couldn't even undo a chain lock on a door to get out) and texts this guy. He then proceeds to rip her drunken heart to shreds, again, and it probably leads to her drinking more. I can't be sure about that part since I wasn't there when she was drinking, but I can speculate. Then, once she gets home after blowing her fuse at myself and others who are just worried about her sanity (among other things, like her well-being) she starts to communicate with him over MSN, which ends badly. The next morning, though the time stamp read something like 3 minutes after she finished her 'conversation' with this completely moronic asshole, his best friend, also a marine, starts to message her and basically threatening her.

Any normal, sane, and smart person would know that enough is clearly enough and that it's really not worth all this heartache. Apparently my friend isn't the brightest bulb when it comes to this stuff because she is still thinking that something positive is going to come from this. Honestly, this really worries me. I can't help but think that I'm going to wake up one morning and she's either killed herself or someone has taken her out because she really does believe that she has a fighting chance at this when up against some really pissed off marines. Not only that, but her world seems to be crumbling down around her and her own self with it.

But back to the matter at hand; stupid girls. Seriously, I have never been one of them when it comes to boys and relationships. I know when to cut my losses and I know when it's real. I really like to think of myself as a smart girl who has her moments. Sadly, the reality is that there are so many of these stupid girls out there. Why can then not see that defining yourself by who you're with is not healthy? In many ways, it would be like defining yourself by the sexually transmitted disease that you carry. Like, 'Ooh I have gonorrhea. That makes me better than you', or, 'Sorry, I can't go out to dinner with you guys tonight because my chlamydia says that I can't'. See how stupid that is?

I also am in charge, right now anyways, for my sorority's website. Something that I have done is make a members page where each girl in the sorority (almost) is listed by year and alphabetically with their name, program, and fin facts about themselves. One girl submitted a fun fact about the fact that her boyfriend was (at the time, he's since returned) in Afghanistan. Seriously? Her fun fact about HERSELF was about her BOYFRIEND. I just shook my head in disgust and used one of the other facts she listed for the website. What is happening to this world?

I seriously hope that, as we age, these sorts of ideals that people hold will crumble because they will realize how incredibly stupid they are being. If I could, I would personally go around and slap some sense into each and every person who needed it. I would even do it for free on the weekends or during my vacation time from work. I would only as that, since I would be doing a favor to the entire world, that I would have diplomatic immunity in every country. That way, when I travel I can still do something constructive.

Heroine - From First To Last

So, facebook has struck again by way of a friend tagging me in one of his many notes. This one: music based. So what you're supposed to do is put your iTunes on shuffle and write down the songs as they come in sequence so that they fill in their respective places. It's supposed to tell something mystical about your life... or whatever. I was bored, so I did it, and here it is in all its glory.

WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY?
Silence is Golden - The Tremeloes

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY:

The Music or the Misery - Fall Out Boy

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?

Maybe Tomorrow - Stereophonics

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?

Beyond the Hourglass - I Am Ghost

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

Lover's Requiem - I Am Ghost

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

The Earth Will Shake - Thrice

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?

Red Flags and Long Nights - She Wants Revenge

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIENDS?

Syntax - Sylvie

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

Do You Wanna Dance? - The Ramones

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S STORY?

Heartache (a chapter from Little Women) - Radio Theatre

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

The River - Good Charlotte

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?

Kidnap the Sandy Claws - The Nightmare Before Christmas

... ummm do-over

Don't Cha - Pussycat Dolls

much better...

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

Sick - Lillix

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?

My Humps - The Black Eyed Peas

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?

Square Dance - Eminem

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?

I Do (Cherish You) - 98'

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?

Rally - IllScarlett

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?

Come Clean - Green Day

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?

Abracadabra - Sugar Ray

WHAT WILL THE TITLE OF THIS NOTE BE?

Heroine - From First To Last

Weird thing, some of these are spot now, especially taking recent events into consideration. Some of these are just funny... Apparently I'm scared of cleanliness and my friends either think that I'm going to make a big impact on the world, or I'm just that influential. Maybe it means that my anger can get the better of me? Who knows.

This was a rather fun little exercise though. Maybe next time the prophets will be more on their game.

Gimme a Break!

So Spring Break is just around the corner and usually this means getting really drunk in some hot location at night and then sleeping it off in the sun during the day. Sadly, I will not be joining the masses this year and instead have chosen to spend time with friends I barely get to see and family. After all, I did the whole southern experience last year and, really, there was nothing spectacular about it. The drinks were loaded with sugar, the food all tasted the same, and though the scenery was absolutely gorgeous, there weren't a lot of people where we were.

I suppose it was relaxing. I did get to read The Other Boleyn Girl, which was fantastic and is a book that I highly recommend. With only having to sit on the beach and read in the shade - to avoid sunburning which I do all to easily - it was nice. But the fact is, I could have easily stayed at home and sat under a heat lamp for the same effect. And I would have saved myself a blistering sunburn in an unmentionable place. Let's just say that the ride home was in excruciating pain. Hence why I'm not going anywhere this year. Also, I don't want to shell out $1500 for a mediocre trip which will be full of drunken people that I can barely stand while sober.

So, this year is going to be spent at home with my Mum and in Montreal with on of my best friends. That's all. No fruity drinks served by the cabana boy, no needing to obsessively apply sunblock to prevent both skin cancer and another horrible burn, and definitely no drama resulting from some people being too drunk to watch what they say. This year will be full of fun, relaxation, lots of driving, and cold snow.

Ok, so remind me again why I'm not getting away from the weather? Then again, after careful consideration, give me blankets of snow over sunburns and drunk girls any day. Both are bigger problems than they're worth and this way I won't be left in pain, either emotional or physical, in the end.