standing on oyur soap box
6:40 pm - April 25, 2006
i am not a particularly tidy person, i am however a clean person.
below is a list of things that peeve me off about living with other people:-
(in particular my current flatmates)
not rinsing of dirty dishes
stacking unrinsed dirty dishes in frying pan full of oily water
using hand towel instead of tea towel to dry dishes
not washing dishes properly and then putting them away
am i the only person that knows where the bin is
not filling the ice trays up
not filling the water bottles up
not wiping down the bench after cooking
not empyting the lint filters on the washing maching and the dryer
not putting everyone elses mail in a place it can be easily found.
not even bothering to check the mail box
not cleaning the bath rooms
i'm the only one that cleans most of the house (eg wiping down tables etc)
yes i'm petty i know but these things are constantly annoying me right now, so its better to write them down and that way i can figure out subtle ways of getting them fixed :D
i have just had an amazing weekend on the gold coast. i know the others think i didnt really have a good time but i had a bit on my mind. plus i was kinda shy too. and tired?
blah...
this is my song of the moment
Watch you mouth. Hold your tongue boy.
Because you're running out of breath,
running out of time before every careless word that you utter,
renders you utterly useless.
Now you're drowning in your own saliva
Trying to spit yourself to the top of your empty world
Keep on talking, just keep on rambling, You've got your mouth full.
Listen here's the pleasant part:
you and I, we fell apart
Listen here's the pleasant part:
you and I, we fell apart
Why can't you make up your mind? (Make up your mind)
Why can't you make up your mind? (Make up your mind)
Shut your mouth, burn your bridges
Throw your words like an attack and stab me in the-
Wait a second. Wait a second. What's that I just heard?
Never mind it's obviously worthless.
Now you're standing on your soapbox, yelling from the rooftops (rooftops)
Everything you say is a lie..a lie..a lie..lie....lie...yeah
(the juliana theory - if i told you this was killing me, would you stop?)
