Your peeving me off!!

Ah another day... and another waste of my time!
Here I am sitting in my room bored out of my mind trying to doooo something, but I can't think of a blinkin' thing to do. I'm wasting my time by doing nothing!!

So my day started as it always does when I have a day off, I am woken up by the must ear shattering racket of Beetles and Bob Marley.. not to mention the bass what soooo loud. I was in the middle of a hot steamy dream.. with ahem.. a hot fellow. I try to get back to sleep because the night before I was up at 8 and worked all day at school and then came home did some homework and then played WoW, busy day it was... so I finally get to bed around 3, which everyone else in the house is asleep.
I can't understand how people can be so inconsiderate, I never have my music loud at all unless it's just me in the house. Blasted room mates, as much as I love'em... ok scratch that as much as I love the other 2.. sometimes I wonder if they even realize I exist in the house because of the racket they make and the stupid things they do. I have a hard time with people because when I realize their bad habits they become my pet peeves.. fo example. One of my room mates leave the television on ALL THE TIME.. and I'm always having to turn it off, then theres the lights.. always on. Not to mention the fact some of them don't respect other peoples property.. LIKE MY ROOM.. it seems my room is a haven for them to take my hamster our and play with him.. THEN BLOODY FORGET ABOUT HIM!!! The other night I was recovering from a major headache and a bit of a hang over.. so I chilled by the tv all night. Well they asked to let him out, no biggy.. 1 1/2 later I come up stairs to find him MISSING!!!!!!!!! (btw, he's got a little ball he runs around in so he doesn't get loose) So I'm frantically searching for him while they don't seems to realize how important this is.. Monet is my life, he's like my child and to have him lost is like nothing I could imagine. Well I found him thank god.. and looked to see if he was ok.. WELL i look at the bottom of his ball and see about 50 piece of shit laying at the bottom!!!!!!!!!! HE COULD HAVE FUCKING DIED BECAUSE OF THIS!! MAN.. so fuck that I was pissed.. they tried to apologize.. no dice, they did this before. However, they actually lost him.. he wasn't in his cage or in his ball!! I'm freaking out all the while their telling me it's not a big deal they'll find him... THAT'S NOT THE BLOODY POINT!! IT'S CALLED RESPONSIBILITY ... we learned it in grade 1!!! So my poor hamster is traumatized, I'm not even flipping out... i wish I did.. I was all calm afterwards and not screaming at them.. I was just thankful he was back. I wasn't even home at the time they took him out I was at home in Fort Erie and luckily came home just in time.

It's like everyone here is out to get me in this house and get me to leave.. which I want to so badly. I don't put up with his shit.. I don't put up with fucking nasty attitudes and smoking ALL THE TIME.. and thats not cigarettes either..
I'm serious, in the morning.. they get high.. in the afternoon and night.. anytime they can!! I'm not saying I don't smoke.. but not everyday.. maybe 2 times a month not even! They always complain they have no money.. well I wonder why. Your not paying for gas, rent, food, books, productions.. things that matter.. your buy pot and cigarettes.. and the other essentials to. Don't get me wrong, they are doing some good things. Like the other day my family was over at my house in fort Erie and I needed to go home to drop off a scuba suit, well they wanted to clean.. however I needed to leave by 12.. well they just put on this snooty attitude with me because I needed to leave.. not my fault you picked that day to clean. I took some of the garbage out. Oh hold on a sec.. who for the first few month living there.. cleaned my own freakin couch that had PUKE all over it from one of my room mates friends.. who scrubbed on her hands and knees for 2 hours to clean the kitchen floor because it hadn't looked to have been cleaned in a year.. who FOR 3 HOURS CLEANED THE ENTIRE OVEN.. I swear.. it hadn't been touched since this place was rentable. I cleaned bathrooms that had e-coli and salmonellae all over.. and mold. I've done my fair share around here.. I drive their ass' around and don't ask for a red cent hoping they would do something nice in return.. do they? Heck no.. they scold me because I haven't cleaned dishes.. well I'll get to them when I'm not working or have a film to shoot and HOMEWORK!! When I actually have time to WIPE MY ASS!!

Man people frustrate me.. they use my stuff with out asking.. come into my room when I'm not home.. do I, not unless their door is open and either Monet has crawled into their room or I pop in to see if their there.

It's like no matter how much I try to be a good person in this house and life in general, I'm always wrong and get the shit end of the stick.

My time is going to come soon.. i know I've been saying for awhile, but it's coming.. I hope.