I am still right here, where I always was
Sep. 12th, 2008 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ferrumaeternumI know this makes two bitchy posts in a row, but I’ll probably be more misanthropic than usual this semester due to my insufferable suitemates, classmates, and old acquaintances I can’t seem to get rid of. Just warning everyone now. My spirituality and yoga practice help, but it's hard to deal with when these people create constant drama and negativity around me. I'm sure I'll be able to ignore all of these people as time goes on, but right now I am seeking catharsis via complaining on LiveJournal.
Not only will Robby be at the Children of Bodom show, but he also appears to be attending the DragonFarce/Turisas concert in December. I need to come up with some way to avoid him and get him to fuck off if I run into him, and I haven’t been able to think of anything. I would rather do it more gracefully, but he is very stubborn and pushy, so that may not be an option. Hell, he's probably reading this now. Believe it or not, he's really good at finding me in various places around the 'net. If he is hanging around me during and after these concerts, I will pretty much lose all chances of getting to meet some actually cool people (particularly the Finns, whether they are fans or band members). These are pretty much my only two shots at any kind of possible social interaction until 2009 with like-minded individuals because the vast majority of the students at UWM bore me to death. I have hardly met anyone there who is passionate about anything, which I think is really sad. I know I’m being selfish, but I think I deserve to at least be left alone by this guy who thinks he’s the shit and that he can control me. Obviously, I have no one to go with because then none of this would be an issue.
If not being able to get Robbie to leave me alone wasn’t enough, there is this guy who seems to be stalking me in the dorms. He lives on the floor above mine, which is technically in my house, so we share a sitting area, television, and microwave. Unfortunately, all of this is located on my floor. He’s a freshman and is always watching television when I want to go to the microwave. (I refuse to eat cafeteria food, and most of my vegetarian health crap needs to be microwaved.) The first day after class, he asked me if I wanted to play volleyball with him and I declined because I had three classes that day, it was my birthday, and I was tired. A few days later he makes a huge scene at the house meeting about how I didn’t want to play, trying to make me look bad. I don’t get it. Why does he care? Now I have major anxiety about going there and try to sneak to the microwave, which is sometimes unsuccessful as he is usually there for several hours. I wish he would just watch TV in his dorm like most people do, unless he really is lurking. I don’t know what else to do other than avoid him. I really do not want to tell him off because that’ll result in some really negative vibes when I see him.
Then there’s this guy in my digital art class I’m not too thrilled with for stealing my exact idea for a project. We have to make a self-portrait collage with a theme based our main interest/passion that also says who we are as artists. I still plan on becoming a tattoo artist, and my other passion is blatantly listening to and playing music myself. My idea was to connect them with a rockabilly/pin-up theme, and this guy also decides to do a tattoo and rock ‘n’ roll theme, although he later admitted to his friend that he doesn’t have any tattoos and he’s only been to one concert in his entire life that wasn’t even remotely related to rock music. I hate having to defend my identity, and now I’ll also have to justify why I picked the theme I did. The only thing that might save me from being accused of unoriginality is if I play up the rockabilly subcultural image more. I’m just annoyed that he’s not the one trying to do something a little different – especially when his theme doesn’t represent himself. I don’t understand why he doesn’t stay true to who he us, but perhaps I just don’t understand men and their motives behind the things they do. This post really seems to be proving this.
Things with the suitemates are getting progressively worse, but I’m used to dealing with jealous, insecure females. To make a long story short, they enjoy sitting around together listening to awful mainstream R&B, making fun of every little thing I do. They’re all stuck in high school, and it’s quite pathetic. A few more amusing things that have occurred are them trying to identify whose strand of hair was found on the bathroom floor, the aforementioned gay friend complimenting me on my style (much to my suitemates’ dismay) and actually being friendly toward me, and one of them refusing to pick up their own towel off the bathroom floor that has their boyfriend’s DNA on it. Ironically, the girl who was complaining about the hair left tons of her cheap weave in the bathroom sink. As for the towel, I predict it will still be there when I return Sunday night because none of them take any personal responsibility for anything. Today I had it with listening to them all sing old TLC, Disney soundtrack, and Usher hits at the top of their lungs, so I decided to drown them out with my iTunes Library. It’s only fair that if they refuse to listen to their music without headphones that I can do the same, right? Perhaps that’ll inspire them to start. I'm actually going to look into seeing if I can switch rooms at semester and move to a suite that has two singles and one double instead of the other way around, which will at least get rid of another person I have to deal with.
Not only will Robby be at the Children of Bodom show, but he also appears to be attending the DragonFarce/Turisas concert in December. I need to come up with some way to avoid him and get him to fuck off if I run into him, and I haven’t been able to think of anything. I would rather do it more gracefully, but he is very stubborn and pushy, so that may not be an option. Hell, he's probably reading this now. Believe it or not, he's really good at finding me in various places around the 'net. If he is hanging around me during and after these concerts, I will pretty much lose all chances of getting to meet some actually cool people (particularly the Finns, whether they are fans or band members). These are pretty much my only two shots at any kind of possible social interaction until 2009 with like-minded individuals because the vast majority of the students at UWM bore me to death. I have hardly met anyone there who is passionate about anything, which I think is really sad. I know I’m being selfish, but I think I deserve to at least be left alone by this guy who thinks he’s the shit and that he can control me. Obviously, I have no one to go with because then none of this would be an issue.
If not being able to get Robbie to leave me alone wasn’t enough, there is this guy who seems to be stalking me in the dorms. He lives on the floor above mine, which is technically in my house, so we share a sitting area, television, and microwave. Unfortunately, all of this is located on my floor. He’s a freshman and is always watching television when I want to go to the microwave. (I refuse to eat cafeteria food, and most of my vegetarian health crap needs to be microwaved.) The first day after class, he asked me if I wanted to play volleyball with him and I declined because I had three classes that day, it was my birthday, and I was tired. A few days later he makes a huge scene at the house meeting about how I didn’t want to play, trying to make me look bad. I don’t get it. Why does he care? Now I have major anxiety about going there and try to sneak to the microwave, which is sometimes unsuccessful as he is usually there for several hours. I wish he would just watch TV in his dorm like most people do, unless he really is lurking. I don’t know what else to do other than avoid him. I really do not want to tell him off because that’ll result in some really negative vibes when I see him.
Then there’s this guy in my digital art class I’m not too thrilled with for stealing my exact idea for a project. We have to make a self-portrait collage with a theme based our main interest/passion that also says who we are as artists. I still plan on becoming a tattoo artist, and my other passion is blatantly listening to and playing music myself. My idea was to connect them with a rockabilly/pin-up theme, and this guy also decides to do a tattoo and rock ‘n’ roll theme, although he later admitted to his friend that he doesn’t have any tattoos and he’s only been to one concert in his entire life that wasn’t even remotely related to rock music. I hate having to defend my identity, and now I’ll also have to justify why I picked the theme I did. The only thing that might save me from being accused of unoriginality is if I play up the rockabilly subcultural image more. I’m just annoyed that he’s not the one trying to do something a little different – especially when his theme doesn’t represent himself. I don’t understand why he doesn’t stay true to who he us, but perhaps I just don’t understand men and their motives behind the things they do. This post really seems to be proving this.
Things with the suitemates are getting progressively worse, but I’m used to dealing with jealous, insecure females. To make a long story short, they enjoy sitting around together listening to awful mainstream R&B, making fun of every little thing I do. They’re all stuck in high school, and it’s quite pathetic. A few more amusing things that have occurred are them trying to identify whose strand of hair was found on the bathroom floor, the aforementioned gay friend complimenting me on my style (much to my suitemates’ dismay) and actually being friendly toward me, and one of them refusing to pick up their own towel off the bathroom floor that has their boyfriend’s DNA on it. Ironically, the girl who was complaining about the hair left tons of her cheap weave in the bathroom sink. As for the towel, I predict it will still be there when I return Sunday night because none of them take any personal responsibility for anything. Today I had it with listening to them all sing old TLC, Disney soundtrack, and Usher hits at the top of their lungs, so I decided to drown them out with my iTunes Library. It’s only fair that if they refuse to listen to their music without headphones that I can do the same, right? Perhaps that’ll inspire them to start. I'm actually going to look into seeing if I can switch rooms at semester and move to a suite that has two singles and one double instead of the other way around, which will at least get rid of another person I have to deal with.
