My roomates and I get along pretty well. I count any of them will ever know about me though. As much as I try to bend over backwards as a good roomate I always get the short stick. When our internet went out and we needed a cable guy, they were never home. When I'm getting home the lights off in my room. I don't even feel at home in my room. In Fullerton, yes. With my old roomies yes. But today, no. I continue to think what's next for them after we all end our agreement as roomates in 5 weeks. I wanna say Fuck em but I really do care for them, I wonder if they feel the same bout me. I know I continue to habit our habitat on my own, as my own choice.
The tv seems to be occupied all the time...good because I should be studying anyways..
Ionno they ain't and will never be on my level. Hopefully of anything.
Next month is July and this is MY party.
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