Folie A Deux

My roommate is mad at me because she can’t get on the internet and it’s my fault. I “supposedly” downloaded and illegal movie and ITS says her IP did it and that now she has to suffer. Honestly, I’m really sorry if it is my fault. I didn’t mean to do anything that would jeopardize her. But really, it’s not my fault that ITS can’t properly recognize an IP address. But whatever. I’m sorry. Now she is going to be a bitch to me for the rest of the year if she doesn’t get this settled. And it’s all my fault, might I reiterate. I can say that I’m sorry a million times, but that won’t solve the problem and I don’t want my internet to be shut off instead of hers. I don’t value her friendship that much. I think she deserves it, the bitch. All she does is talk about me and everyone else she knows behind our backs to my other roommates and her friends. So bitch, keep slamming those doors and GO FUCK YOURSELF!

On to other topics, I’m mad at my mother. Well I’m not really mad, so much as frustrated. I’ve been trying to contact her for the last 16 hours. I have a textbook to buy and I’ve been telling her this for weeks. But now that I have 300 pages to read from it she tells me she forgot to give me the 200 dollars to buy it. I know I sound spoiled and I should get a job and pay for it myself, but I’ve been trying. I applied to like, 20 jobs. I haven’t heard back from any of them. And it sucks cause I have no job experience so nobody wants to hire me and I can’t get a job to get experience. It’s a vicious cycle and I hate it. So mommy, please give me the money by tomorrow at 11. Thanks.

My other roommate had her 19^th birthday today. It’s funny cause she is physically the oldest but she acts the youngest, by far. Today she cried over the fact that her aunt sent her a cake. She wouldn’t be able to be there to pick it up so she got stressed over it and started to cry. I had dinner plans but she just looked so distressed so I cut my plans short and got it for her. She’s so whiny and childish and annoying at times, but I love her. She really reminds me of the innocence that I no longer have. If I had the ability to get stressed out by a cake… Now it’s all about school and other people’s bullshit. God I wish I could cry over cake.

I’m so freaking tired of drama. I think that’s why I don’t have that many friends. I really can’t stand when shit hits the fan and I have to hear the whimpering. I just am not comforting when it happens. To me it’s like, well that sucks but what are you going to do to fix it? I guess that makes me a bad friend. Whatever. As Fall Out Boy would say, “I don’t care what you think.” I do believe they continue by say, “as long as it’s about me.” But I don’t want that part so I officially toss it out. “I don’t care what you think.”