Xanga

Right, well basically I already know how this goes. I've got a journal where i'm actually nice, but this isn't it, this is the mean one, so no censoring here. chances are the ones i don't want to see this never will. and if you do, well, eh, you can take it up with me later. eh, if anyone actually reads this they can leave some comments, that's fine with me.

so sometimes stuff just drives me up the wall. like roommates who sleep all day with the lights off and i am trying to do my homework and that just grrr makes me angry. and roommates who think it is peachy keen to let their stupid boyfriends come over and sleep all day with them. and what's up with that, do they have no respect for me living here too. grar i'm getting out of this freaking place as soon as possible. it's just stupid. maybe i'm just not cut out to live with someone else. 

i know that's false though, cause there are people i can live with. cause i've done those smallish types of staying with them, weekend trips and all that, you know you get a small taste of what it would be like to stay with someone. i don't know, i can live with my best friend, and you are always welcome here, even if i am being evil. just don't take offense to what you see.

you know how sometimes you just have that great big urge to just rage at someone and destroy them. grrrrr.

 post image: angry gray wolf, fangs bared, ears pinned, hackles raised.