Mandarin Lime Soda~

nica's chocolate has turned up. from where? no one will ever know. This is a 3-week old bag of chocolate from somewhere. Hopefully from the fridge.

Woke up, took the bus, overloaded my ears with Nicki Minaj haha

Staff meeting: haggard. natural light did not help

Lunch: BLTA (with avocado yum) and mandarin lime soda. and i bought an "indian girl paper doll" bc the irony was too delicious..

and it goes back to shit. so much anger, then sadness, then floated within myself and let it go. and then it got better.

left work early, ill finish my project tomorrow yay i guess

but jhane and gomeo need to find a time, not me. i am not the middle person for this.

i do not have enough text messaging power for this.

shut the fucking power box up with a piece of decorative duct tape (thanks to christine for having decorative duct tape)

then leena proceeded to piss me off

"oh there'll be some students coming by to look at the space for when the school year starts up"

"i don't like it either, but i need to make sure someone will move in after you"

"to really save water and energy, just use the dishwasher and dry your clothes outside"

"i have time now, because im busy for the rest of the time, it filled up"

and the two kickers:

"oh so when utilities for august come in september, tiffany, i'll just keep your damage deposit and deduct it from that AND THEN send it to you"

"well thats what I did with Astrea and she just took the money and left."

"well i haven't ripped you off yet"

"oh there's all this damage--" (waltzes into my room, and OPENS MY CLOSETS AND LOOKS AT IT FOR A GOOD TWO SECONDS)

fucking. bitch.

and then hostile facebook status. hostile words with the most passive aggressive way of expressing it.

best burn: "IT'S SUMMER IN THE DESERT BITCH, YOU'RE JUST FAT"

and the creaking started again.

okay, house, i get it. i do live in a haunted prison. im just gonna do my time, keep my shit safe, and try to keep sane