Thoughts.
All I want tomorrow is an apology.

For them to just acknowledge they fucked up a little.

We’ll see.

I’ve been in the same room as Melissa for five minutes and she’s yet to say anything.

Melissa just came downstairs to let me know everyone left.

It’s 1:45AM.

Good timing.

I know everyone has their moments of fucking up and being a shittier friend than normal.

But I don’t know.

Tonight just REALLY pissed me off for whatever reason.

I don’t care about studying, I just don’t get how they kind of don’t seem to care that they’re bothering me????

I’ve made it pretty obvious from the minute they walked in our suite.

I didn’t want to say anything, because I kind of wanted them to just realize they were being rude.

And I know it’s my fault for hoping they’d assume something rather than just telling them, but I dunno.

I think it’s pretty blatantly rude to play music loudly and talk loudly in the room next to someone who’s trying to study, especially when you have other places to go.

And when I slammed the door, they just went into the room next to it and shut the door.

But it was still next to my room.

So I still heard everything loud and clear.

I’m pretty sure I heard someone suggest leaving the suite altogether, but Melissa insisted going in the other room would be good enough.

Which doesn’t surprise me, because Melissa’s a shitty friend most of the time.

But then they invite their other friends over and were being even LOUDER.

I expected this from my suitemates last year, but not my best friends.

I know I’m being a tad overdramatic, but I really don’t give a fuck.

They’re being shitty friends.

I’m really glad that I purposely stayed in the room tonight to study.

Considering my suitemates are now being drunk and loud in the other room, making it impossible to focus.

I mean seriously.

You could go anywhere else.

Ghjfibhjtifuhjbvicduhjiuthj why are people so inconsiderate.

“Why aren’t you drinking with us!!???”

…Because you didn’t ask me if I wanted any alcohol, then didn’t buy me any.

But it’s okay… Be loud while I’m trying to study. No worries.

Melissa and Ramon are literally the most annoying couple ever.
Holy shit I cannot handle this right now.
I texted John to basically try to clear any awkwardness that may happen because of him deciding to take “Trisha’s side” in this whole thing.

And he replied with this bullshit response: 

“Ok. I don’t believe what Trisha did was wrong but I really don’t want to comment on that. It’s not really my place to talk about it. And I’m not really the person to talk to about it. I can’t act as thought things aren’t that bad when the things that have been said were said. So things don’t really need to be talked about through me. And I understand you’re just telling me what you think but like I’m not the person to talk to.”

First of all, how the fuck does any of that make sense in reply to my text (which basically said, I think you not being my friend is bullshit, but I understand why you’re choosing to do so, and I have no hard feelings about anything).

Second of all, HOW IS WHAT TRISHA DID NOT WRONG.

First she flipped out at you for hanging out with me.

Then she told me to suck your dick via a tweet.

Then she just repeatedly called me a shitty friend via blog posts.

Then she mocked Brianna over twitter.

How is none of that wrong.

ALL I DID WAS CALL HER IMMATURE.

ONCE.

THROUGH A BLOG POST

OVER A MONTH AGO

And I’m not apologizing for that or taking it back because LOOK AT WHAT SHE WAS DOING. IT WAS SO OBVIOUSLY IMMATURE.

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I haven’t done anything wrong, yet I’m the bad person in this situation.

Fuck you.

I hope Trisha falls in a well.

I love Brianna, and the fact that we can have serious conversations, but sometimes it’s frustrating.

We’re both insanely opinionated, and don’t always see eye-to-eye on everything, so sometimes our discussions get really tense and weird.
Like just now, I was trying to tell her and Melissa about a book I’d been reading, and how it reminded me of Twilight, which she somehow turned into a rant about Twilight and the Hunger Games. (A talk we’ve seriously had fifty times before…) She was arguing that she feels movies and books need to have meanings, rather than just being for entertainment. Which is fine, she can feel that way. But she said, “Like in the Hunger Games, they just fight in the first five minutes.” And I pointed out that no, they don’t fight until like an hour in because they build the story up around it first. And she replied, “Don’t take everything I say so literally.” To which I replied, “Well what you said doesn’t make sense.” And then I smiled at a text I got. Aaaand then she shutdown and was like “Don’t laugh at me all sarcastically.” I told her I wasn’t, but she just like “Whatever, it’s not even worth it.” Then walked out.

…Okay.