Bittersweet Revenge

Since my roommate pissed me off I decided two seconds after her and her asians woke me up that I wouldn't go to volleyball. I left pissed and totally up for keying her car. Instead I went to the library and read. I got over being mad at her yesterday and talked myself into going to volleyball and put up with her annoying personality and the asians. However, my mom wrote me and said that she was coming down to take grandma christmas shopping. I jumped on that train.

So yesterday as we all ate Chinese food, my team was looking around asking where I was. I felt guilty, not because I let retarded people down, but because I made a commitment to do something and I deliberatly didn't do it. I know that Tardo told everyone that I was mad at her (*in whiney voice) "for some reason, like, I don't know why. I'm so confused." and the reason why I skipped out was because I was mad at her. Which was the initial reason, but wasn't the final. I got home around 10 and dropped off my groceries and then left again. I woke up this morning and Tardo had spent the night at her drunk friends apartments across the way.

She came back this morning and took a shower. While she was in the shower, I bolted out. I would rather not talk to her, because she'll ask where I was and why I wasn't there and I'll be tempted to say something smartass and she'll get all sensitive and ask to get seperate living conditions. Which would make me totally happy, but I just got this job and can't afford it right now.

So that was my revenge - not playing volleyball. I'm not that good at this game - oo! but I'm also leaving my garbage around the apartment like she so often does. I'm not there that much so it doesn't matter to me.