{ the girl with the cocaine }

[delga]

To The Five-to-Eight Chinese Post-Grads Currently Smoking Up The Kitchen,

First off, you do not need to eat all the way down the hallway. Secondly, you need to clean up spillages. Thirdly, you need to clean the cooker when you're done. Fourthly, you need to OPEN A FUCKING WINDOW because I can smell that grease from where I am.

Next, you need to stop smashing things around. It sounds like a fucking armageddon in there and if I have to go in there one more time to tell you to shut up, I'm coming armed with pointing objects (or blunt ones to lob at you, whichever is handiest). On top of that, there does not need to be EIGHT of you if there are only THREE cooking. Sit the fuck down. That's what the chairs are for. I was going to throw a mini-pizza in the oven but not only has your food put me off eating for three days, I could not possibly get to the oven BECAUSE THERE ARE EIGHT OF YOU WHEN THERE IS BARELY SPACE FOR HALF THAT AMOUNT.

Please hurry up and get the fuck out of the kitchen,

No love,
M.

P.S. Also, you do not need to YELL SO FUCKING MUCH. YOU ARE STOOD RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER. I do not understand how the volume on my laptop is at it's highest, which is pretty fucking high, and yet I can still hear you. JEEBUS.

God, honestly. Someone get me some aspirin, a usable shower (this is the worst day for the drainage to go funky on us) and chuck the invasion out because I am too cranky to deal with all of this shit. Gah.

Comments

[solanpolarn.livejournal.com]

*shyly offers ibuprofen and chocolate* I am sorry your day sucks, with people being inconsiderate just when you can take it the least. One of the things I disliked the most about shared student accommodation was the sharing of the kitchen. Seemed like nobody cleaned up after themselves but me, and you couldn't get food without running the risk of having to be sociable, when you just wanted to curl up in a corner until whatever went away.

Seriously though, ibuprofen is one of the world's greatest inventions. I used to have horrible menstrual pains and even fainted in school a few times from them, before ibuprofen became available. Now I never go anywhere without some.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you. I gratefully accept both.

And yes, this is the worst part, because really? The girls I live with are sweet. I just...rarr, claws out, this week.