Counting down…

Yesterday started off quite boring, I spent a lot of time on the Internet until Gilly rang for a nice long chat, which brightened up my day a lot. Whilst I was talking to her, Kieran called and ended up coming over for the evening . It was nice to get out of the house for a bit and do some mad driving :p I asked him if he missed the old days of my first year of uni and he said he definitely did. We watched some videos I had on my computer of first year antics and laughed a hell of a lot.

I’m still waiting for my other housemate to move out. We haven’t been getting on so well recently (to put it euphemistically). She’s very aggressive despite her height, kind of like one of those really annoying yappy small dogs Personally, I just like to get on with my life but having no friends other than her boyfriend and no hobbies (not even TV really), she spends her time obsessing about everything to do with the house. And thus also me. I’ve been putting up with her crap without yelling and swearing (like her), without slamming doors (like her), but by whining to my lovely friends a lot, lol. I could go on, but she’s leaving soon – despite yelling that she doesn’t like living with me, she’s been sticking around for over a month since she finished uni. This is despite the fact that she could live at her boyfriend’s, and she’s recently started renting another flat. Yeah, I’m confused too.

I’ll probably post about all the stuff she’s done once she’s moved out. Everyone she’s lived with here – totalling 4 people on and off since she moved in, not including me – has complained about her. The irony is is that she thinks her and her boyfriend are perfect housemates – so not true. But then I don’t expect people to be perfect, whereas she does and is completely blind to all her own faults. Whereas from experience, I’ve learned to let things slide, she shouts from the rooftops about every tiny thing. Not really her fault because though she’s very childish (my dad genuinely thought she was 18 rather than 22) with her temper, she doesn’t have anything else to take her mind off it, spending the majority of the time in her room doing nothing. Our other main housemate this year said she got way too obsessed with cleaning (one week I counted that she cleaned the bathroom three times, and those were only the times I was in to witness!). She also mocked her for saying her main hobby was cooking, but only ever getting her boyfriend to cook fajitas from a packet mix and then constantly saying how good he was at making them (all you have to do is throw the ingredients in a pan with some chicken and veg.).

So in a way I feel kind of sorry for her. She has a couple of friends that usually make excuses not to see her, and she’s really obsessed with one of them (I’ll tell that story another time along with the bed saga, the cleaning tale, and the plumbing  epic), she never has any money, and her boyfriend works full time in a betting shop. However, it’s hard to remember how tough she has it when she’s being deliberately spiteful and just incredibly stupid. She can’t understand anything, which makes me impatient when I’ve explained the most basic thing several times and it just goes around in circles. I guess this is what you get with a non-dyslexic who can’t spell ‘yesterday’, puts an apostrophe in ‘knows’ and sticks notes on the bathroom door (in my house) telling us we should clean the toilet with a  ‘loofah’ (rather than a toilet brush). I have been tempted to clean the toilet with her loofah on more than one occasion, I have to say.

The only good thing about her staying is that it makes me grateful every day for what I have, especially my friends who are all fantastic. I’m so lucky to know such great people, and I miss the people I barely see any more lots But I’m always grateful for my friends…I’ll be happy once my new housemates move in. I’m not expecting miracles like the one that was Alana last year, but they are reasonable people who are willing to pull together with me as a team and that will make all the difference. For example, we’ve already agreed that we’ll pool all our kitchen stuff and buy anything else we need together, meaning that the kitchen won’t be overcrowded with 3x everything and certain people taking up all the space and then deliberately saying we aren’t allowed to use her stuff though she uses everyone else’s (guess who). Plus, they are interested in a lot of the same things as me, and I’m really looking forward to coming in after a day at uni/work/out with friends and finding them playing the wii – silly, simple things but they make all the difference.

Anyway, I’m off to the gym and then I’m going to read in the library. Nice and free, since I have no money