WELL as always its stressful to be at my apartment, even in my room with Rusti my cat. I love her and she is the only reason I actually don’t just live at my BF’s house. I feel bad for her she is always trapped in my room.
Then of course I come home today and find, which mind you isn’t a big deal, but found all my magnets hidden in the back corner of the fridge wall, then i found my DVD tossed aside against the wall instead of put back on the shelf. AND mind you thats on top of they haven’t taken out the garbage so its piling up, and the recycling the same way. And their stuff as always is all over the place. And 4 pots/pans sitting on the kitchen stove not being cleaned.
Oh what disgraceful roommates I have.
May is so damn far away.
Mind you I am also stressing over my job, where i’m going to live come may. What a fun life right?