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Sunday, March 23, 2003

This morning I was so mad at my roommate, but now everything has cooled down. I was gonna write about how I hate him, and I wish he was dead. That's how I felt this morning. Then I was gonna bitch about how I don't really hate him, it's just the little things he does that drives me crazy. Like most recently, leaving a banana on top of [my] microwave for about 2 weeks. Yesterday, when he was gone, juice started oozing out all over the top of the microwave. So I had to clean that bacteria carrying rot juice up before it oozed into the floor. It was disgusting. Like changing the toilet paper, and leaving the empty rolls in the floor. Like making koolaid over the sink, and spilling it all over the place. Then not bothering to clean it up. Like moving the room around so that I have to watch tv around his head; I also I have to get all in his area in order to play games. I DON'T WANT TO GO OVER THERE! Like leaving full newspapers in the floor of the bathroom. The bathroom isn't that big! We're in a dorm...the bathroom is small. Sometimes I feel like pissing all over 'em. Little things. I vowed at the beginning when we sort of introduced ourselves to not bitch at the little things; I'm still holding true to that agreement I made. There so miniscule that I shouldn't bring it up. But they are driving me crazy. Maybe because it's been going on for about 6 months now. These things he does are things I would never do. I clean up after my spills. I don't leave bananas on top of things until the innards liquify. I don't leave my alarm clock set to go off at 10AM when I'm gone for the weekend. I'm sure there's things I do that get on his nerves, but I don't give a fuck about that. All of the high expectations I had of him when we first talked are all gone to hell. There's no hope. I need a punching bag...I need to loose this tension before I do something I'll regret. As you can clearly see, I can't always control my emotions as good as I'd like. This appplies to everyone: when that small thing you do gets me over the edge, you better get the fuck away from me.
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