I'm starting to feel like I don't live in my own house. Okay...so it's not just mine. I have to share it with four other people. Three of which are 'as thick as thieves'. They're downstairs in R's room right now. I can hear them laughing through the floor. It's a touch annoying. It's like all they care about is themselves. I almost feel like-scratch that, I do feel like-they would prefer me gone. I'm kind of sick of them. I mean logically I have nothing against K, C and R are a different story but that's not important right now...So yeah logically I don't have a problem with K but she's super close to C and now R, plus she and R have been doing grocery shopping lately (I like to do it, they don't look for bargains, they get unnecessary or expensive crap, they don't get the right things I ask for, etc.).
Aside from that I now refuse to clean up messes that aren't mine so there's crap all over the place. None of which is mine. I don't really have anything to tie me to this place other than my room. Needless to say it's a depressing situation.
Anyway, that's all I have to say for now.
Don't give up!
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