It's not like I needed to pass that or anything...

Time = 12:39PM

Music = La Traviata by Guiseppe Verdi

Mood = Exhausted

What I SHOULD Be Doing = Sleeping

Random Fact about me = I can't seem to function on under 9 hours of sleep

So honestly, what I'm writing about happened a couple of days ago, and by the time I'm writing this, it's been well resolved, but I still want to write about it, because this particular person is really beginning to piss me off. I don't remember what I've called her in the past, but from now on, she's Whiny.

So, I sleep through my alarm on Friday, and consequently totally sleep through my class. So Whiny texts me, and tells me that we have a listening test on Monday (now that's where we listen to excerpts of songs and name the title, the composer, etc.). She doesn't tell me what's on the test, just that we have one, and that she'll let me know later.

So, taking her at her word, I wait for her to tell me what is on the test, even turning down somebody else's offer to tell me what was on it (okay, that was stupid on my part, but still). Saturday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Sunday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Monday rolls around, and oh look, it's the day of the test, and I have no idea what's on it! And the topper? Whiny isn't even in class.

Now thankfully, by some miracle, my prof decided to move the test to tomorrow, and I was able to get the songs from another classmate, but I'm seriously pissed at Whiny, because she wasn't even sorry about it. It was "Oh I spaced it!" Like my life revolves around her. Not like, I don't know, I was maybe depending on her, since she told me to, and she didn't come through, or anything. Not like I would have completely flunked the test if it hadn't been moved to another day. Not like I wasn't stressing out on Sunday night knowing that there was a test in the morning, and not wanting to wake anybody up. No, she just spaced it, and because the test was moved, there were no consequences of her stupid selfishness.

And know what else? She wants to live with me next semester! Isn't that great? Because I want my days to be filled with the depressing presence of this pessimistic biggot, filling my ears with all the shit about how the world doesn't revolve around her when it really should. I. Don't. Care. She would drive me batty, and I don't know if either of us would last the first week, let alone a semester. But because she caught me unaware, I said "Sure?" and now she thinks it's set in stone. So I'm going to have to tell her that I don't want to live with her. I think I'm gonna go with the "I just don't think we're compatible as roommates" route, but knowing who she is, she'll probably be all like "but we arrreeeee. why won't you roooom with meee"... and if she does that...

I really want to tell her "I wasn't going to say this, but to put it simply, I really don't want to live with you." I just need to find a place to drop it into conversation. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. Who knows, if she starts hating me now, by the end of the semester, she won't even talk to me, and then my life would be just rosy. ... You know, other than the like... 7 other people who are chewing on my ear.

On the bright side... I have a roommate now. And you know what that means? No private space for people to vomit their issues onto me. That's right, this room is vomit free! Woohoo! Now I just need to find ways to sever their parasitic ties to my life, and it'll be just peachy.

Wish me luck!