You know the first few weeks that I was at this campus, I thought that my roommate was a pretty cool dude and we would get along great. I guess they're right that after two months, problems start to surface.
I started to get mad at myself a few weeks ago because I didn't seem to have the "cojones" to tell my roommate that I didn't want him borrowing my car. I was originally okay with it when he had to go somewhere to get a new phone and whatnot because I can understand that, as my phone was acting up at the time as well. Then one night he asked to take my car down the road to 7-11 to get cigarettes with a friend whom I had met and decided was a pretty cool guy. I agreed he could do so but I realized that it took him a long time to come back to the room. And wouldn't you know it, the truth slipped up a few nights later while eating supper with a few of his friends who I had not met before. They were talking along and one mentioned something funny that had happened, "that one night in the car." I laughed and then looked at Jack and he gave me a very disconcerning look, and then started to laugh after I didn't show any emotion about it; probably assuming that I didn't catch the mistake his friend made. But it did, yet didn't do anything about it because I thought maybe it was a one time thing.
Then it comes to this past Saturday night/Sunday morning when Jack comes back to the room totally and completely smashed. Like that, "I can't believe you're not dead" stage of drinking. Not even kidding... I paused many times through the night after he stopped making noise to make sure that he was still breathing. He threw up at least 9 or 10 times within a few hours window. I knew there was no way I was doing anything to clean up after him because it's time for him to be a big boy. Now, he had thrown a pillow on the ground and laid on the floor for a while in the midst of the vomiting. Tonight, Monday night, that pillow is STILL ON THE FLOOR!!! Along with random clothes thrown everywhere and his belt that he had on THAT NIGHT!! I'm not trying to be an a&#hole but when I don't have room to walk and have to step over your s*$t, that's pushing my limits!
Fast-forward to last night and I really start to get annoyed. I was working on some homework at my desk and Jack had just got into bed. He was in bed for like 5 minutes and then he starts to get up and put clothes on. I had a feeling about what was going to come next but I really hoped he wouldn't ask..... "Austin. Can I borrow your car for just a minute?" GRRRRRRRRRR!!! ".....Yes....." *My voice in my head* "YOU DUMBASS!!!!!!!" Why did I let him borrow my car at MIDNIGHT! I decided to look at the time he left and then see when he came back. Now I was asleep when he came back but I woke up at 1:42 AM and looked over and he wasn't in bed. That means that for at least an hour and forty-two minutes, he had the keys to my car and opportunity to take and do whatever he wanted to with it. AM I AN IDIOT OR WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
And now for the instigation factor that is leading me to blog right now... Jack had left the room a while ago and I decided to watch a movie in my bed. I'm sitting here just chillin' and Jack comes back with two of his friends. I was somewhat annoyed but I just figured they'd be back for a few minutes and then leave again. No. Jack pulls a Wii out of his bag and hooks it up to MY TV!! Now listen all blog readers.. I'm really not saying this stuff out of spite or because it's mine and I don't feel like sharing, though it seems to be coming out like that. My room is a place where I can go to isolate myself from everything and either watch a movie or do my homework. I understand that the room is only half mine and half his, but I'm not bringing people over to the room any being loud and annoying. I want to respect my roommate's ability to be comfortable in his room and hangout but I think this is pushing the limits.
So the moral of this blog is nothing but absolute negativity and I don't even feel good about blogging about this stupid topic but it's making me feel better so; whatever.
Goodbye.
*UPDATE 12:19AM*
My roommate and his two friends are STILL here and wanted to go to Wal-Mart for some stupid reason and wanted to take my car to which I said no. After some persuasion by him..... I still said no. He kept offering to put gas in my car for me but I said no again. Then they wanted to go to 7-11 which isn't that far away and they were like, "How are we going to get there?" Uhhh. YOUR TWO FEET!! God didn't just laugh and decide to give you two long appendages growning out of your torso for no reason! (Don't take that the wrong way peoples!) Walk your happy a*$ there if you're so needy to go somewhere! ANNOYED!!
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