Playing Dodge the Roommate Game

I will be so glad when this semester is done with. I haven't slept in my own room since Sunday.... Mostly because Aileen decided to bitch me and Ashley out for fifteen minutes in the main hallway of the school, right before I took my first exam. (Don't think I did too well on that exam, heh, and I got a violation for "not sealing it" so I'll have to volunteer next semester during exam times.) Her reason for bitching us out? We didn't sit with her at lunch. I was sitting with Ruth, who I'm lucky to sit with once a week, if any, because she's usually working the cash register during meals. I also wasn't happy with Aileen because Sunday night she cut a huge wedge of her birthday cake and forced me to eat it...as in stared until I couldn't think up an excuse and so tried to eat it...even though it was the size of my head pretty much...and I'd been getting sick lately from an overdose of sugar. Like, dizzy spells..... So I wasn't too happy that she bullied me into eating that, and the whole debacle on Monday was the icing on the unwanted-cake.

So my RA told me to try and find somewhere else to sleep, that it would be less stressful for the both of us. So I have been jumping from Ashley's room to Becca's room and back...been interesting. I am going to take my British History exam today, my East Asian Civ exam tomorrow, and then my hated enemy Latin on Friday.....

Randomness

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"Words. They mill around in the inner workings of our brains and coat our tongues with varying tastes of all spectrums -- from sweetness to bitterness -- until we either grow accustomed to them or spit them out. When we become accustomed to the words, they become our thoughts, turned toxic by the intense desire to be free. When we spit the words out, they become our affirmations, flung without conscious thought, often wounding without meaning to wound. Either way, words are poison."

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