it is official… i hate my roommate… lately, it feels like i’m going to loose my temper almost every single time i talk to her… or every single time she talks to me… i’m counting the days when i’ll finally be rid of her… it feels like every single thing that comes out of her mouth have the potential of erupting an otherwise dormant volcano of hatred inside me… she is without a doubt the most selfish person there is… and the worst thing is that nothing gets into her head… every time i try to tell her something, something she shouldn’t have done or even to be even a bit more considerate about other people, she never seems to listen… as if i’m talking to myself… i feel like she is just draining me of any sanity left in me… and to think that i used to be a very calm person who never ever looses her temper… now, all i feel is my blood boiling and the urge to lash out… even though i know she’ll probably won’t be able to recognize that i’m trying to scold her about something… it feels like a rewind of my time with catherine… someone i used to know back in school… only this time, i’m living with her… the next few months is going to be very difficult… especially since she already finish with her classes and she seems to have lost her job… she’ll be at home all the time while i’m trying to work, i don’t know how much work i would be able to do with her around… maybe i should go out and do it outside… at the library or something…