1. people drinking beer out of my glasses on my back porch.
2. uninvited guests spending another night on my couch with their bare feet on my expensive throw pillows, sleeping under my blanket.
3. people talking to my kitties.
4. 5 people sharing a bathroom.
5. a bird tweeting - nay, shrieking - nonstop.
6. pms.
7. coke cans not on coasters (i don't drink coke).
8. constant crumbs on my kitchen counter. i've cleaned them up three times now, and still haven't eaten in my kitchen in two days.
9. belongings. all. over. my. apartment. my apartment that i keep meticulously clean during the summer.
10. the tv blaring nonstop.
11. people playing my board games.
12. other people's hair all over my shower.
13. 5 people using the 1 tube of toothpaste in our apartment (and i bought that toothpaste).
14. piano banging. and banging.
15. bodies splayed across my living room couches.
all this, and i leave for vacation tomorrow.
i've done nothing but sob and freak out all day.
i couldn't be less excited to go on vacation. not while i am too mad to concentrate on what i need to pack. not while there are a thousand annoying voices in my mind, canceling out the voice in my own head.
this has RUINED my summer. my delirious summer that felt like a dreamworld everyday.
IT'S TIME FOR THE ROOMMATE TO MOVE OUT.