Wow, I can't believe it has been over two years since I last posted on here. So many things have changed (yet so many things have stayed the same as well). I am no longer at the newspaper but am now working at PetSmart. I know, retail, but I really love my job because I get to work with animals on a daily basis. Its amazing getting to know some of our regular customers and their dogs and be recognized by them all the time. One day, one of our regular dogs ran right up to me and the owner was like, he never does that with anyone.
I'm still writing, when I can find the time and inspiration. I really think the inspiration is the hardest to find at the moment. While I love my job, it leaves me very tired at the end of the day and my creative juices stop flowing. I've also gotten a few scathing reviews on one of my recent fanfiction updates, which has basically just buried my muse for that story. I mean, yes, I understand I'm going to get bad reviews, but I feel like these people are blasting things before even knowing where I am going with a certain plot point. Oh well, maybe one day I'll return to the story and finish it, but I don't think it will be as good as I originally thought it would be, mainly because I feel like just hurrying up and finished the story.
Anyway, it'll probably be another several months to a couple years before I update this again. Right now I'm just messing around with some old websites I made when I had regular access to Dreamweaver and had to fix a link to this blog.
Who knows, maybe I'll update tomorrow ... doubtful.
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Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
A Silent, but Occupied, Dorm Room
Okay, so, I've ranted to two different friends now and I feel like ranting again.
Roommates can be bitches sometimes, even if friendly most of the time. Oh, yea, and it seems like they always choose the best, and worst, time possible to be bitchy.
For instance, today, my roommate and I were all happy and getting along as per usual until she made a comment. For those of you who don't know me, I am overweight. I admit and I have accepted it. I'm working on losing weight, but that takes time. Anyway, I made a joke about not wanting a premade care package from the school because there was no junk food in it. Roommate decided to tell me this was bad. I brushed it off and said that I didn't care. She then proceeded to tell me junk food was unhealthy for me. NO FUCKING DUH! She says this like it is something that I don't already know. So, anyway, now I'm pissed. Also, she often makes comments like this, saying that I need to go to the gym with her and lose some weight with her. WTF? I'm sorry, but between the two of us, one has lost enough weight to be down two pant sizes since school started, the other, has gained weight. Now, which one of us has lost? Oh yea, that would ME.
So, anyway, I have spoken maybe five words to her since this instance, which, by the way, happened a little over three hours ago. I do not know if she has realized that I am pissed and if she has, I have a feeling that she does not know WHY I am pissed. Right now, I could give a damn. I like the quiet. I can think. I don't have to listen to her babble and whine about being fat and her boyfriend who is obviously completely wrong for her and treats her like shit but she loves him. I'm sorry, I was empathetic at the beginning, but if you complain so much about him and how he treats you like shit, why is he here every other weekend? Why did he spend his ENTIRE Spring Break in our room?
Okay, maybe I am over-reacting a bit, but this is the worst time EVER. Finals are going to start on Saturday (at least for me). I'm tired. I was sick yesterday. I'm not sleeping well. I'm stressed. I'm overworked. I am up at 7am every effing morning. Oh, and she knows all this. She was here when I skipped my second class on yesterday. She knows how much sleep I get. She's in the room. She can hear me tossing and turning all night. But she still decides to say shit that is so judgemental and that she SHOULD be saying to herself. Does she say these things to herself? NO. She says them to me. Well I am sick and tired of hearing them.
I did not think I would be doing this, but I am counting down the days until I move out and get away from her. I hate that I am saying this. We had been getting along so well. Why did she have to go and screw it up but opening her big fat mouth? Now, I know I am not being the bigger person here, but I need to rant. I'll probably end up apologizing for my behavior tomorrow even though I have not done anything that really needs to be ap;ogized for. I bet she doesn't apologize. Oh well. Live and let go.
Right?
Roommates can be bitches sometimes, even if friendly most of the time. Oh, yea, and it seems like they always choose the best, and worst, time possible to be bitchy.
For instance, today, my roommate and I were all happy and getting along as per usual until she made a comment. For those of you who don't know me, I am overweight. I admit and I have accepted it. I'm working on losing weight, but that takes time. Anyway, I made a joke about not wanting a premade care package from the school because there was no junk food in it. Roommate decided to tell me this was bad. I brushed it off and said that I didn't care. She then proceeded to tell me junk food was unhealthy for me. NO FUCKING DUH! She says this like it is something that I don't already know. So, anyway, now I'm pissed. Also, she often makes comments like this, saying that I need to go to the gym with her and lose some weight with her. WTF? I'm sorry, but between the two of us, one has lost enough weight to be down two pant sizes since school started, the other, has gained weight. Now, which one of us has lost? Oh yea, that would ME.
So, anyway, I have spoken maybe five words to her since this instance, which, by the way, happened a little over three hours ago. I do not know if she has realized that I am pissed and if she has, I have a feeling that she does not know WHY I am pissed. Right now, I could give a damn. I like the quiet. I can think. I don't have to listen to her babble and whine about being fat and her boyfriend who is obviously completely wrong for her and treats her like shit but she loves him. I'm sorry, I was empathetic at the beginning, but if you complain so much about him and how he treats you like shit, why is he here every other weekend? Why did he spend his ENTIRE Spring Break in our room?
Okay, maybe I am over-reacting a bit, but this is the worst time EVER. Finals are going to start on Saturday (at least for me). I'm tired. I was sick yesterday. I'm not sleeping well. I'm stressed. I'm overworked. I am up at 7am every effing morning. Oh, and she knows all this. She was here when I skipped my second class on yesterday. She knows how much sleep I get. She's in the room. She can hear me tossing and turning all night. But she still decides to say shit that is so judgemental and that she SHOULD be saying to herself. Does she say these things to herself? NO. She says them to me. Well I am sick and tired of hearing them.
I did not think I would be doing this, but I am counting down the days until I move out and get away from her. I hate that I am saying this. We had been getting along so well. Why did she have to go and screw it up but opening her big fat mouth? Now, I know I am not being the bigger person here, but I need to rant. I'll probably end up apologizing for my behavior tomorrow even though I have not done anything that really needs to be ap;ogized for. I bet she doesn't apologize. Oh well. Live and let go.
Right?
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