****TARD!
I live with fucktards! My roommates are so aloof. One of them asked what I was going to do this weekend and I told them I’d probably go see Precious with a friend Saturday and they’re like what’s that? Like… Seriously? I’ll give the movie thing a slide, but because there is no cable or internet they don’t know anything. Like the weather… They’ll have the heat on when it is 70 degrees outside, WTF? I don’t like them. I don’t like my living situation. I just tolerate it … For now. A couple of minutes ago the Sears man came to fix the hot water heater, I’m the only person here to I had to let him in. Since my room is upstairs I usually only go downstairs when I’m leaving, but given that all the equipment the man needed access to was downstairs I had to show him around. It is an absolute mess! I refuse to clean up after anyone, except me! I was embarrassed because that makes me look dirty/lazy. Ugh! Trifling ass niggas! This is WAR!
Music: Noisettes — “Saturday Night Paranoia” ft. Christian Rich
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