Am I that much of a bad person?

Hmm well my day started tired! I didn't quite finish my History of Costume quiz last night as I was wrapped up in eating tons of grapes and tangerines. I asked babe to wake me up early because I had some things to do. Okay, so lets rewind a little: I have my flight home for the holidays and I KNOW my job isn't going to allow me the two weeks off, so I suppose I'm going to have to quit. Next week is going to be extremely stressful because of finals so I devised a plan ::haha:: I'm pretty much exhausted from the extreme hours Armani Exchange are extending to me, especially last Sundays 8pm to 5am schedule! I'm listed to work on Saturday 5-9 (9-12), but I sooooo don't want to go in. having babe wake me up early, assuring that I'll be able to go to the mall before class at 3. I wanted to pick up my check so I wouldn't have to face anyone now that I decided to quit a week early. BUUUTTT, the second reason for my visit to AX was.... (so I could take full advantage of my discount before I'm no longer an employee) THERE, I SAID IT! I'm sooo ashamed but it totally makes sense! I had some extra money.. please tell me, am I that much of a bad person?

I managed to finish my quiz on the bus ride back downtown to school. I grabbed some fries from McDonald's and went to class. I had an awesome time reviewing for the final until 6, when class was over. Of course I talked to babe while walking home. As I entered my building I smiled at the thought of living in a beautiful high-rise across the street from corporate offices. I cant say the same for entering my apartment.. OF COURSE its a total mess because my roommates are real "into" this thing where they are comfortable living with tons of [[shit]] all over the place. Okay maybe I can paint the picture, (fashion design students) fabric, papers, scissors, pencils, markers, plates, cups, bags, jackets, pillows, and tiny pieces of all of the above in multiple colors torn around popping out from the light grey carpet we have. Yes, there is [[shit]] EVERYWHERE, lets not speak of the kitchen! Oh yeah and with the thought of a Xmas party thrown by them tonight arises, am I not supposed to feel some kind of way? When the ONLY time they decide to clean is when they want to throw a "cool" party, IF they even DECIDE ON CLEANING THAT PARTICULAR NIGHT. While I'm overly frustrated and on the roof typing away, I receive a text message stating something along the lines of, "what day do u wanna do dishes, we're making a schedule" - oh yeah, there's tons of [[shit]] lying around everywhere and NOW they care! When I decided from the day I moved in that it is not my responsibility to clean up after no one, I stuck by it. I am exceedingly considerate of others. When I make my meals I eat, pack away the left overs and clean up after myself – pretty standard procedure. So why should I have to clean (putting dishes in the dishwasher and allowing the rest of the kitchen including counter space, stove, food in the [[effin]] sink and a stacked up garbage) up after adults? If anyone knows me, they already know the outcome of this situation, and with that being said…

Please just tell me, am I that much of a bad person?

With love,



*imsuchadoll*