11 Oct 2008 Fucked off

 
Just had to go and put everything that was in my kitchen cupboard back in my kitchen cupboard after some bright sparks of flatmates decided to empty it onto the floor leaving a couple of things outside my door.
I knew something was happening, but the screaming only gave away that one was chasing another with one of my bananas, which is now an inedible scwadge on the kitchen floor.
I'm going to talk to halls reps tomorrow, I cant take this shit.
I've been really friendly to them, I even lent one my scanner today to save him the hassle of getting off his arse to go to the library. So why are they singling me out. Fucking bullys.


On a more positive note, it was a great night out. Went down to the white swan with a couple of the maths geeks. Met Pete's girlfriend Lucy, who's really nice. Ermmm, came home stupidly early, called Emily on the freephones to give her my number, which we then arranged for me to go there and watch st trinians with her. Which I did, but didnt stay because I knew my own bed was only 2 minutes round the corner. So came back in my many layers (clothes over pjamas) to be kept up by screaming and shouting, to find that the arseholes have been messing with my stuff.

Happy Days.

On a plus, I got given a hugely long extension lead for the hoover, and stole a wine glass, and reported the pigeon problems.
Oh and now I have a nice chamomile tea... hopefully I will actually be able to sleep sometime soon or I will scream.