That pisses me off like you don't even know. A fridge full of Jello shooters, and birthday decorations is how I found out about it. The worst part is that the person whose party it is doesn't even live here!
One of my roomies in particular is so disrespectful about these things...he never tells me. What pisses me off is that I have a full time job and can't sleep because their idiot friends scream at the top of their fucking lungs about...whatever.
I'm pissed.
So, for payback, I am having a party myself...inviting everyone I know, and I won't be telling my roomies until the day of. And we'll hog the livingroom, and we'll stay up all night screaming and it will make me feel very good knowing that i'm keeping that one roomie in particular from sleep.
I know, it's immature, but will be SO GRATIFYING!!!
Always Living A Dream
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