GOD SOMEONE GET ME OUTTA HERE: A series of complaints
Temperament: Cranky
Record: "Summer Shudder" by AFI

Dear God someone get me out of here please!! I dispise being at hoome...as I've come to the conclusion everyone does. After nearly 8 months straight of doing whatever I wanted, however I wanted, it's kinda....like being shoved into a cage that's waaay too small. I mean...I'm sharing a room with a 10 year old....which isn't too much different from sharing a room with Kurt (j/k) but you guys know what I mean. I mean my parents have been on my ass for a week to do laundry. Now I don't know about you guys but I do laundry every 3 to 4 weeks....soo every week to me is a mind blowing waste of money. I mean it's not like I have clothes all over the floor like in the dorms I actually have it in my laundry bag (Kudos to me darn it). Then another thing, I'm kinda use to picking up after myself usually on Friday. That is the day where I grab my shit from the public space (unless there is a paper due Monday morning in whcih case guarenteed Quita will beat me to it because it's going to be a while you know...she definately ended up throwing all my shit back in my room more times than I'd care to admit)

THE POINT BEING!!! That if Quita moved my stuff or I moved hers we had the decency to remember where the hell we moved it or to leave a post it or something you know? NOT HERE...here my mom, wait this is going to take some back story.

In this room there is a full sized bed against one wall and a twin sized bed on the floor. Ben and I coud share the full but we both move a lot while we sleep (I have nightmares a lot and wake him up with the noise and moving) and he just tosses and turns so we sleep on seperate beds) then there are is my computer on the floor with the montor on the top of the tower. The only other piece of furnature in the room are 2 dressers one is lets say 3 1/2 Hight by 2 feet (like how wide the drawer is) by 1 foot (how far back the drawer goes) the ohter one is about 4 1/2 X 3 X 1. Anyway those are both full of Ben's clothes. In the middle of the room there's a 3 foot wide path...you know what I'll draw a picture
The Room

the beds are the two blueish ones that are onthe bottom the dressers are the red ones on top the two squares in the middle are the one closer to the bed is my comp and the one closer to the dresser is Ben's game box things and the light blue thing next to the bigger dresser is a shelf with some Ben stuff...ie his game cube and playstation.

So to tehe original point, SO WHERE IS MY STUFF? Well my friends my clothes are in a laundry basket on the closet floor and in cardboard boxes in the car. Apparently to my family my stuff was getting in the way because I refused to unpack. I'M GOING BACK TO SCHOOL IN 2 MONTHS!!!!!!! WE MIGHT MOVE AGAIN BEFORE THEN WHY WOULD I UNPACK??? So...the 3 boxes couldnt sit in the living room that would be too easy oh noooo....but the other 10 boxes that they brought were fine...yeah

ok so yeah there you go.

Basically I'm tired of being here and being....I'm not sure what the word would be but I dont feel welcome here. I miss
Kurt and Quita..oh Keisha wanted to see who these people are so just ignore those links normal people! I mean I dunno...I miss just lol I dunno. I'm lonely and stressed and pissed and frustrated. I think my family is trying to kill me...I dunno I never feel like this anywhere else. Any one else feel this way?

I think I'm done ranting for now I just needed to you know rant....this is totally disjointed. Sorry guys.
Cheers,
Kim