July 25, 2003
I hate my flat mate Sarah

Oh dear god! I haven't been here for what seem like for ever! But never fear J is here and not dead.

So what's up my pretties? Nothing? Well same here...OK I lied, and I have a feeling that I'm gonna go on to a full blown rant at the moment.

So what's on my mind at the moment? Flat mates. Lord knows how much I HATE my flat mates, but one is slowly but surely getting up my ass at the moment. Her name is Sarah; she shares a room with her boyfriend Steven. I've been in that flat for over a year so has Steven and Joe (Steven's cousin) and Ian. Sarah has lived with us for about 7-8 months.

Before Sarah moved in, I was able to speak to the guys about anything, like if I wanted a quite night they would be considerate, in the mornings they wouldn't make all that much noise. We would generally do our own thing and not get in each others way.

Then came along Sarah. From day one you could here he stomping up and down the hall way, slamming doors shut, making such a racket. I have never heard anyone talk so damn loud, OMG you have to hear it! It's like she's having a conversation with herself! Honest to god! But really she's a really loud talker! It's not funny.

In the mornings she wakes up 30 - 45 minutes before me, note that I said before me, may be she thinks she's doing me a favor by waking me up at the same time, well I can assure you she's not!

I know people hate getting up in the morning, but when Sarah gets up she's screaming 'oh my god! I can't handle it! ahhhhhh!' and it's like will you just shut up! Everybody has to get up to go to work ok? Just accept the fact you have to wake up in the morning to go to work to make money whatever, if you don't like it, find another damn job and shut up!

And she goes to be later than me, sometime I need to get a decent night sleep, and like I said every body hate getting up in the morning. I'm in bed by about 10.30 on a regular week day night, but NO! just as I'm about to drift of to sleep 'BANG! stomp stomp stomp!' Why is it that I have to hear one side (her) of a fucking conversation! I'm feed up!!!

And another thing she's a two faced cow, she'll be bitching about Ian saying how she wishes he would shut up when his mates are over and how much she's scared of him when he's drunk and bitching about this that and the next thing and then the next day it's like 'Hi Ian blah blah blah....' talking to him like he's her best friend and all that crap.

She told me that she was once snooping around Joe's room and found a whole load of magazines under his bed (you know the types), I was thinking, how can anyone do that, and it's her boyfriends cousin as well! Imagine someone going through your belongings, I would hate that, even though I have nothing to hide and nothing of much interest to anybody but myself I lock my bedroom door when ever I leave the house.

So that’s the story in “brief”. I’ve hinted time and time again, saying to Sarah stuff like “you know I was trying to have a lie in this morning and I kept hearing this blooding banging noise and shouting, and I was trying to get some sleep and it’s really annoying me…” obviously directing it at her, but stupid cow replied saying “yeah, I know what you mean, it was annoying me too” you stupid thick bitch it YOU!!!

So, I had to do something about it last night, I made up this story about the neighbor below us coming up to complain, telling us to keep it down, I told Ian and he was cool with it, but I didn’t see Sarah till this morning so I told her

Me: By the way I had the one of the neighbors up last night

Sarah: Really why?

Me: One of the guys was asking us to keep it down and stop making so much noise.

Sarah: What do you mean?

Me: Basically he went on to say that he keeps hearing thumping noises up and down the hall was and a banging noise that keeps pissing him of, I told him that I would mention it.

Sarah: Well, it’s not us (no Sarah it’s not us, it YOU!) so what’s he talking about?

Me: All he was asking for us to do was to keep the noise down and stop crashing about, I’m not wanting any trouble and I think we should respect that.

Sarah: Oh….right *looking pissed off*

Do you think she’ll get it? I’m mean it’s gotten to the point where I have to lie to get some peace. Lynne at work said I should call my land lord Colin and tell what I’ve done (made up a story) and get him to tell Sarah to keep it down, at they end of the day she needs to remember that she’s not the only one that lives there and she moved in last.

I have a sneaking suspicion that things are gonna be awkward between us this weekend, but so what, she can’t say anything to me, and trust me there’s a whole lot more that I can use against her.

I can’t believe how people can be so thick!

*BIG SIGH* What else has been going on? I finally got more new photos emailed to me, I will up load them sometime soon.

I had an interesting conversation with my B the other night. We were chatting away one night and I was feeling a bit funny because I had a splitting head ache, but B thought that there was something on my mind that was bothering me, there was noting bothering me other than my head ache, B then asked if there was anything that I want to tell him or if there was anything in our relationship that bothered me, nothing…..

He then went on to say that I can tell him anything and that I should not hold back (those of you who know me will know that I will just let rip when I have something to say). I know that, but I insisted that there was nothing wrong I was just dizzy. Then he asked if I was happy with the way things were i.e. I think he was wanting to know if the amount of hours he does bothers me, but there’s nothing I can do about it. He then told me how much he loved me and how much he cared about me (which I know) but here’s the big question:

Was it enough for me?

Of course it’s enough, what else could I possibly want, I’m lucky enough to have B in my life and quite a lot of the time I wonder what he’s doing with me? You know, a lot of the time I feel like I’m not good enough for him….GGRRRRR I’m going on about it again, I know, I’m sorry!

Anyway, I though that it was saw very sweet of him to ask me how I felt, he obviously give a shit. And I guess that’s all I want really, knowing that he cares for me and that he does worry about me. That’s all I need I guess.

I was just telling Lynne about it, she thinks that B might be worried that I might get fed up with him and not put with the fact that I hardly see him for much longer and leave him, which is unlikely in this moment in time, she also thinks that may be at his work place there are people who’s relationships are under the strain of it all and B was just making sure that it wasn’t going to happen to us and if it was heading that way we should talk about it and sort it out.

Like I said, if I don’t like something I’ll say it.

Other than that, I’m hot, hungry and skint, I haven’t been paid yet so I guess I’ll have no money for the weekend…damn it, I only have £20 to last me until Monday!

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