apartments, ho!

not as in declaring that you, the reader, is a ho, but as use in a statement such as "onward, ho!" or to follow as lion-o in the thundercats. well, you know what i mean.

ANYWAY, i think i need to be a little more specific on what has been going on in my apartment as of late. i love my roommate, i think he's great, but it's time to get the f out because if i wanted to be nagged all the time about my life and my friends, i could move back home and pay no rent. you know what i'm saying? *sigh*

i honestly have no problems living with friends, its just when they start making comments about things that are none of their business i have a HUGE problem with that.

example:

my boyfriend is here and is still in the process of finding a job. i have mentioned to my roomie that i am concerned about it, but it's because he's my boyfriend and i'm concerned about his happiness and well-being. this in no way, shape or form gives you the right to say to him what he should be doing with himself. it's none of your goddamn business! don't try to tell him or me what we should or should not be doing. do i tell you how to live your life? do i tell you what i think about your boyfriend and what he should be doing with himself? no? that's right, because i respect you, your space and your decisions.

another problem i have? when my roomate takes my disinterest in something personally. i don't like a tv show that he likes. OH NO. i don't want to hang out with him and his friends right when i get out of work because i've had two hours of sleep and just got my period? i MUST be ANGRY with him. WTF. i'm tired and grumpy and want my own personal space. i'm sorry if you take it personally, but i really don't care.

grrrr....

and if you really REALLY want to do something to piss me off when i want to be alone, why don't you knock on my door or talk right through it. because i obviously was inviting conversation with you if i close the door behind me separating the space between myself and your presence.

ok, breathe...

*sigh* so, yeah, i've gotten to the point where i need my own space. there is no space which is "mine" in that apartment. i used to feel like it was kind of mine when mike first moved in, but since it's like he's taken it over. he makes me uncomfortable when i'm there, but my not being at home makes him UPSET that i'm not there hanging out with him.

here's my take on friendships... life happens. it sucks but it's true. if you're really friends and haven't done anything to really piss each other off, things are obviously busy and you'll come back to things when you have time. no foul. no taking things personally.

so onto 2 year plan - buy an apartment, apply for my masters in technology management, graduate, move to west coast. lol... the plan keeps changing, but it has to. the unexpected things in life, you know? :)