Just Kirsten Ranting.

So Kelsey is not home, but I thought I would give you a peak of why I (Kirsten) am frustrated today! On a side note today is moment of frustration day so I guess it's a good day to be frustrated. I go to the bathroom to shave my legs the other day and what do I find? hair! (not my hair!) that has compleatley clogged my razor. One: if you're going to use someones razor, why wouldn't you rinse it out? then they could never find the evidence that someone was using it! Two: why on earth would you use someone elses razor!? who knows what diseases they may have! For all you know I could have an STD! I don't in real life but there are other diseases that you could get from sharing razors! (not that I have any) Goodness! Well after that fiasco and finding out that Haleigh has found her razor in the same state as mine, I decided to make a sign. It reads, "Did you know... Sharing razors can spread STD's? (true story) Please use your Own razors. Thanks." Then at the bottom right corner I drew a cute little razor with a magnified view to the side that shows the nasty clogged blades full of hair! Below it reads, "unacceptable". I hang this in the bathroom and show it to Ali who is NOT the person using my razor, but just for kicks and giggles, she laughed at it. Then, the other roomie who will not be named came in a asks "What are STD's?" ......she is the one we suspect that is using the razors, but really? Did you make it all the way here today? How can you not know what that is!?  Needless to say we had a conversation about that. I went on to say that you can get other diseases aswell. Serious blood diseases. They might be uncommon but still a possibility. All she said was "oh" and walked away. After that I went downstairs to eat. What was i greeted there with? As I entered the kitchen a pungent odor filled the air. It was as if someone had left sweaty, smelly, gym socks in the sink and poured rotting peaches on top of them, then left it to sit in the sink for a week. Sound like a horror movie? No, thats just what happenes when you walk into the kitchen. You wanna know why? because someone in this house thinks they are the best chef in the world and NEVER does their own dishes. They leave them there to rot. Who is this person? Why this is she that claims i never do my dishes and tells me i am the cause of all this Kitchen disaster. I will admit that i am a messy person, my room always has clothes on the floor and my bed is usually unmade. But I have always rinsed and stacked my dishes. no one elses, just mine. i don't even put them in the sink! I stack them on the side, next to the sink, like my daddy taught me to! Maybe this girl is just upset that we don't do her dishes. I have cleaned the whole kitchen and living room twice and within two hours its a pig pen again. I will not waste my time cleaning up after her any more. Just in case you are wondering this is not the same roomate I talked about earlier, though we do suspect Ms.chef to possibly be using our razors too. I hate to say this, but I miss my house. The chores that my parents gave me to keep the house in order and to keep it from reaking like a slaughter house! So from the bottom of my heart, Thank you mom and dad! I understand why you gave us those chores now! I love you and miss you! All you people living at home and wanting to get out asap, think about it first! Just look where I am now. Sometimes you can't avoid nasty and wierd roommates, but other times you can. Well I think I'm pretty much done with this blog. Hope you enjoyed laughing at my pain. :) just to clear things up, i do love it here. I just had to get somethings off of my chest.