it doesn't ends here....

i kicked her out.....

[how i wish it was literally... then i would have wear the toughest, biggest, roughest shoes available, aim it directly at her big fat ass, and kick it as if there is no tomorrow!!!! *muahahahahahhaha*]

hypothesis: i am a devil/ i hate her THAT much

conclusion: i hate her THAT much. (don't worry, i am still a sweet angel inside, hehehehe)

and so, she officially moved out...

if it wasn't the warning by the housing department that she will be fined if she doesn't move her big asses out by wednesday, i bet she would still be here, being a pig, and bragging about how sociable and capable she is and how nice her future room is (if it's so nice, why are you still here? herm...)

and after she left.... my room turned into paradise...





some say my room is empty, my room is blank, my room is spacious (in a very sarcastic way).....

but i, i call it art, and i call it TIDY!

compared to the hell that i had to put myself into for the past 2 months.....





dare you still not agree that my room is a paradise now?

Just when i thought all the drama should be over by now...

it doesn't.

I am still haunted.

i seriously pity the future resident

YOU RETARDED BASTARD!
DON'T YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HYGIENE?
u're sloppier than a pig! i rather live with pigs than you bitch!

there goes my appetite for lunch.... *wanting to puke*....

and i had been staying on top of the double decker bed ever since our beds were bunked together...

it's not the greatest thing sleeping on top...

just imagine the hassle to move up and down, just to take a nap, just to leave ur glasses on the table, just to switch off the alarm.....

i wanted to un-bunked it, but i know it will take some time, ( when i asked about it yesterday they say i can't unbunked it until i am confirmed that i will stay alone until the end of semester... but thank god the janitor is offering his help to un-bunked my bed later, which i don';t know when...)

and so i actually thought of sleeping on the bitch's bed, since it is more convenient.....

that is, until i found the half parita bread....

and this...

WHAT THE HELL?

yea, in my room....

on her bed... (i think so, they probably won;t climb all the way to my bed to have sex? but on second thought, it may be on the floor...)

*puke non stop...*

Clarification:

• i puke, not cuz i can't stand people having sex in my room or anything... (i'm in america, i had predicted it before-hand...)\

• i feel like puking when i think about the bitch doing it with her boyfriend.... (this is not a compliment, at all..)

if she was born, raised the american way since day 1, i would be fine about it....

she was here for just 10 years, she isn't even an american citizen!!

which, makes me look down on her even more....

slut!

but THANK GOD, it is over...

or it SHOULD be over...

and the day just got even more interesting, as i saw this posted the toilet door -

aaahhhh........

WELCOME TO AMERICA

xoxo

p/s: i'm so gonna vacuum the room a zillion times.... x'(

p/s 2: i sleep very, very well last night, =D