So... well, yesterday would have been a good day. It started out, and I thought, ended that way.

I didn't wake up till 11 which felt SO nice. I had nowhere to be until it was time for Shannon and me to meet up that evening. So I lazed around, finished reading my book, watched some TV. It felt good.

I finally got myself all ready for the evening and headed to Woodbury to get an oil change for my car and then have dinner with Shannon. And did we ever have a good dinner! Salads, buffalo wings, strawberry daiquiris and apple chimicheesecake for dessert. Yummy! We chatted and giggled and acted like dorks. It was fun, she took my mind off all the things that have been on my mind lately.

Afterwards we went to Best Buy really quick and then finally I went to pick up my car. So FINALLY I've gotten an oil change, yay to that.

When I came home I got all cozied up in the other room. I lit candles and snuggled up to watch OC and ER. I love having nights like that, when I can just sit in a dark room with candles and watch my favorite shows. It may sound completely lazy but sometimes you just need something nice and easy like that. A good chill night.

I went to bed afterwards, figuring I'd get a good night's sleep before my busy day today. Boy was I wrong.

Emalyn wasn't home when I came home and I figured she was, as usual, at the bars. She's been going out A LOT lately but the last couple of nights she's gone she's stayed somewhere else, probably that guy's place. Which is fine with me because I was totally grossed out having to hear them have sex last week.

So I dozed off a little before midnight. And then around two I woke up. At first I couldn't figure out why I woke up but I sometimes wake up two or three times in a night so it wasn't that unusual. Until I realized it. Emalyn had come and and she must not have been as drunk as last week because she wasn't being completely loud and obnoxious when she came in. But then she and that guy decided sex would be a good idea. And I can't be pissed about them having sex in the room next to me because, hell, I've had sleepovers and we've had sex and it's been all good. But I at least try my best to keep quiet because... God, who wants to listen to that? That's GROSS. I don't want to know that someone's having to listen to me have sex! That's rude and embarrassing. But my dear roommate must not have any shame because they were going at it and not at all trying to be quiet. And I was pissed. Okay, fine, your finals are done. But have a little respect for those of us who aren't finished. And anyway, have some respect for you roommate who probably doesn't want to hear that shit. Not to mention I was embarrassed to have to be the one hearing everything. I didn't want to have to do something like pound on the wall and tell them to shut up. So I got up and went to the bathroom, hoping they'd hear the doors opening and closing and all that. But of course not. I went back to bed, hoping they're just be done. But no.

So fuck that. I got up, completely pissed, and knocked on her door, telling them that they needed to be quiet and that some people still have finals to deal with and don't need to listen to that. That shut them up.

But it this something I'm going to have to deal with all summer? And all next year? That's not fair. I try really hard to be a good roommate. If I have people over I try to be quiet, whether we're chillin in the other room or whether I'm having sex in my bedroom. Because I don't want anyone to have to feel uncomfortable. But obviously she doesn't care.

I dunno.

That's my rant.

Today I have my geology final, which I'll be leaving for soon. Then I have a meeting with my Org Comm prof. Afterwards I have to come back and then drive my car to campus to drop off my books. Finally I work from 5 to 10 tonight. And since I didn't get much sleep last night I'll probably be exhausted.

Thanks Emalyn.

More soon.