Overview of My Apartment / How Things Are Now

I live in an apartment that is meant for college students. It is not through the college where I live, but it is intended for use of student who are attending the nearby college. I moved into this apartment with my friend Julie*. We met each other last school year. There were a couple other people living there so we got to know our other roommates. The other two girls are Britney* and Elizabeth*. The first little bit was all great. I thought that Britney and I were getting along great. I thought we had quite a bit in common. Julie and I were getting along fine and all of us loved Elizabeth. We have lived together for a little over two months. Things became, how do I put this, a little tense after the first month. Everyone still loves Elizabeth because she is just kinda pretty awesome. However, as I kind of expected, my relationship with Julie has suffered. Every once in a while we have days where we just do the craziest most awesome things ever and it is good, but for the most part, I'm pretty sure she wants to kill me. I am one of those people that like to stay up late and then wake up with just enough time to get ready and get to class. I am also one of those people that doesn't feel like they have to wear makeup all the time. I rarely wear a lot of makeup, I usually am just wearing mascara and occasionally eye-liner. But I don't always feel like putting a fresh coat of mascara on and so some morning I just don't. I like to have people over and watch movies and laugh and have fun, but she likes to study ALL the time. I'm not judging her for studying, but when she kicks out MY guests because she is trying to get her math homework done at 10 o'clock at night it kinda irritates me. I just think why didn't you do it earlier, then I remember, "oh yeah. It's because Britney was home and you couldn't spend a single second away from her. You have to warn her about living her life like me." I have over heard Julie telling Britney about things I have done and her telling her and in some cases making her promise she won't live like that. And it's not like I am one of those girls that goes and parties every night and comes home drunk. I don't drink, I don't really party, I just like to hang out with my friends and stay up later than Julie likes. Britney is a freshman this year. Julie has actually yelled at me for starting a movie at like 10 or 11 o'clock with Britney. She was yelling at me saying things like "Britney has to wake up at such and such time." I told her that the movie wasn't even my idea, and that it was Britney that wanted to watch it. Julie yelled back by saying that I probably planted the idea in her head and that I know Britney won't say no to me. This was so far from true. Britney got home from what ever it was that she was doing and said to me, "Hey do you want to pig out and watch a movie tonight?" I hadn't even said anything to her and she just walked in the door and said it. But Julie couldn't hear that. She couldn't believe that her precious Britney wanted to stay up late and watch a movie. Heaven forbid she want to do something crazy like that. Be a normal college student for once. She then realized that she had lost the argument and went into the first bathroom/vanity area where Britney was getting ready for bed and started talking about me. It's not like they were talking loudly, but the living room was silent while I was waiting for Britney to start the movie. This is just one scenario. Julie consistently and constantly insists on being my mother. She will get up and head for bed and then grab my hand and arm and says things like it's time for bed let's go. When I tell her no; for two reasons, I hate when people tell me what to do when they aren't actually my mother or father, and I didn't need to go to bed, she gets half yelly and starts saying stuff like "I'll wake you up at 8 o'clock" even though she knows that I don't need to wake up till like 9 o'clock-ish to be ready and she says that she will bang on my door until I wake up and goes on and on. It exhausts me just listening to her go on forever about what she is gonna do. I can't help but think that if you had just gone to bed instead of starting this speech, you would be asleep already. Like I said before, I don't like to wake-up in the morning, until absolutely necessary. And by wake-up I mean actually get out of bed. A lot of mornings I will just lay in my bed not wanting to actually get up. There is a long hallway that leads from the kitchen to all the bedrooms. If someone is talking just above a whisper, it carries down the hall. My bedroom is at the end of the hallway. These mornings when I am just lying in my bed I can hear Julie talking to Britney about me. Occasionally Elizabeth is in on this too. I can recall that one morning Julie said something like "I don't know how she does it. She just sleeps all the time." I can't remember if I couldn't hear her or if I just chose not to listen anymore or what happened, but the next thing I hear Julie say is "She just doesn't wear make-up. That is what it is." Sometimes it just makes me laugh at how much they talk about me when they think I'm not listening. What really gets me going is when one of them tells me I can't invite people over or whatever. I just want to say something like "I pay to live here too. I can invite whomever I want over, whenever I want them over. It's my money too." If they would just ask nicely or just talk to me about it without yelling at me, then I might change some of the things I do. Somethings I won't because it's just part of me. It's just who I am. I just don't respond well to people telling me what to do. My mother and my father are the only people that I will head their advise when they tell me what to do. I don't even listen to my siblings sometimes. I hate when people try to control me, it makes me want to do the EXACT opposite of what they tell me to and sometimes that is exactly what I do. That may just be me being defiant, but it's who I am. I don't take orders from ANYONE. Especially roommates that are barely older or even younger than me. I don't do well with people trying to run my life for me. It's my life not theirs. I'm gonna live it how I want to live it. If that doesn't go along with the way you want to live your life, so be it. Let me by my own person.
Sorry this post is so long. I had to give you background and get you updated on my thoughts thus far. If anyone out there is the world wide web sees this and has questions or comments just reply to the post. It's pretty simple. I won't answer most personal questions though. Trying to stay anonymous. Thank you for reading if you did!!! :)
*Just a little reminder that all the names are changed. These names will remain with these people though. I won't start randomly switching names for one person. That would get way to confusing even for me, and some might say that I'm a confusing person.

In The Beginning

This blog is just a venting blog for me. In case you didn't get it by the name and email associated with this blog, I will remain anonymous. I will change the names of everyone I talk about, but I will keep the same changed name for the same person. I may get a little creative with this. Just keep in mind that I am changing names and places. I don't want anyone to get offended by what I have to say, but I feel like I need to tell someone without actually telling anyone. I don't know if I will get any followers, but I certainly hope that at least one person reads this. If that one person is me in five years, so be it. To anyone who ever may read this, I hope you enjoy. I know I said this is a venting blog, but I will probably write about fun and cool things we do. I won't post pictures, for obvious reasons, but I hope you picture the awesomeness in your head.