Why Can’t You Just Be Real?
So the living situation, as you all have read, hasn’t been so great. Kelsey and I are butting heads quite a bit on different issues in the room and with our friends. She, despite the problems however, keeps talking about the living arrangements for next year. She says things about us living together and getting a puppy and which apartment complex we want to live in. Since I am really unsure about what I want to do, I usually just nod and say, "Yeah that would be pretty fun," or something to of the like.
The thing is, I really don’t want to live with her. For that reason, I haven’t given her a definite yes answer. I think it would be stupid to keep talking about it like it’s going to happen, when I really would prefer to not live with her ever again. I don’t like it. At all, actually.
So today, on my girl trip to Madison with Paige, Rachel, and one of Rachel’s friends, the living situations come up. Paige and I have been talking about getting an apartment together because in the short time we have known each other, we have become the absolute best of friends. Anyways, back to my story. So we are talking about it and Rachel proceeds to say, "Yeah, Kelsey said she doesn’t want to live with you next year, and she already has people to live with."
OK SOUNDS GOOD. DIDN’T KNOW I WAS THE ONE CAUSING THE PROBLEM, ESPECIALLY SINCE I GO HOME EVERY WEEKEND TO GET AWAY FROM YOU AND PRAY YOU SPEND THE NIGHT WITH YOU BOYFRIEND SO I DON’T HAVE TO SEE YOU WHEN I WAKE UP.
Stop talking about living with me if you don’t want to.
It DEFINITELY isn’t going to hurt my feelings, because Guess What?!?!?!? I DONT WANT TO LIVE WITH YOU EITHER..
CURSE WORD
CURSE WORD
CURSE WORD
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can’t you just be real. Like me. I don’t talk about it, because I don’t know what I’m doing. And when I say, "I don’t know what I am doing" that means I don’t know what I am doing….
Thanks though, for being as fake as you freaking can.
I feel for you girl. But I did chuckle when I read this because I could so visualize you & hear you saying this! It was so you. Hang in there - this is only a test.
Comment by Beckie — September 29, 2008 @ 7:10 pm
Not to become the blog stalker, but good Lord did this remind me of my freshman year and my first roommate. We were best friends in high school, and after first quarter of our first year, we didn’t talk anymore. Literally. Silence. I started sleeping in other people’s dorm rooms, or on the lobby couches, since he never went out and I did. Suffice it to say, we’ve made amends, but we’re not in touch anymore. Grin and bear it, dearie, and you’ll be free before you know it. Just don’t sleep on the couches in your dorm lobby. Weird things tend to happen there…
Comment by Jason — October 6, 2008 @ 12:15 pm