I seldom ever cuss so much in one night, if I do it at all, mild though the words may be. I am darn pissed. Sick of people... sick of irresponsible people... ignorant people... sick people, taking flak, handling matters that don't even directly concern me anymore, trying to make sure that everyone's happy, playing the middleman, tired of worrying, annoyed with myself for all the above... and heck, I'm gonna have my exams next week, and my whole day today has been eaten away, and not by the bookworm.
Arrggh. It's housing matters. Situations change, we adapt, we sacrifice some. Everyone has to... everyone
should learn to. I know... we know... nobody wants it to end up this way. But that's the way things go.
Spent £7 on outgoing
mobile phone calls today. Mobile phone alone.
You can't live to please everybody. You gotta be mean once in a while.
Settled, then. I've had enough. Made enough calls. Talked my mouth dry. Wasted enough time. Seen the flat, talked over dinner, talked after dinner, talked into the night. Gonna sign the contract tomorrow. Period. Case closed. Yay.
Everyone - take a deep breath. All's fine now, and should stay fine. I'll be damned if it doesn't.
I think I'd have gone truly mad whacking my bed with my sabre and growling and yelling out and my next-door neighbour would seriously be annoyed. Thanks guys for the little help and support - being the outlet for my stress, being my punching bags or otherwise.
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