I Hate People! I'm So Angry!!! Why Me?!

FUCK! I CAN’T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I WAS UPSET! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! THIS IS SUCH BULLSHIT! I’M SO GODDAMN ANGRY! GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

SHIT! Okay, okay, let me calm the fuck down. ::breathes:: Damn, I’m upset, I need to relax. I’m so filled with rage, I don’t even know if I’ll be able to make sense. ::tries to simmer down:: I’ll try. Here goes.

A little background on me:
I. Hate. People. I don’t like living with them, I don’t like talking to them, they make me sick. I’d be perfectly fucking happy no one ever said a word to me ever again. Okay, that’s a little bit of hyperbole. Let’s say I just don’t like people. Most of them I’m fairly indifferent towards, others I despise, most I feel that if I ever bothered to know them I would eventually despise. I think that’s a reasonable assumption, as most people who I have bothered to deal with have ended up disgusting me. There are roughly 3 people outside of family who I actually like. I’m not saying I have 3 good friends but think a lot of other people are swell. I’m saying I don’t like ANYONE besides 3 people.

Now that we’ve established my disdain and distrust for everyone, we’ll move on to how much I hate living with people and always manage to get dealt the shittiest roommates ever. Last year I got some whiny bitch who listened to country music all day. This year I got some of the most obnoxious bitches to ever graze the planet. They’re loud, they’re stupid (not really, but they talk and act like it because they think it’s “cool” and will make boys like them), they’re whores, they NEED attention nonstop, they NEVER shut the fuck up. I’m not kidding, they talk all day, even when I’m trying to do hw. I’ve had to tell them to shut the fuck up a few times. I tried to get a single this year, but I ended up living in a carpeted shoebox with TWO people. TWO, err, “people” who I really fucking hate.

The housing draw blows. It’s totally random, some people get to live in kick ass suites, others live cardboard boxes. I lived in a cardboard shithole 2 years in a row. This year I got lucky though … or so I thought. I got a really kick ass housing assignment and was feeling rather jolly going to in house draw. This is where it’s determined which actual room everyone is to live in. But oh no! NO WAY! Of course it’s too good to be true! Of course I could never NOT live in anything bigger than a closet with anything less than 10,000 people. There are only about 5 triples in the whole god damn complex and guess who was lucky enough to get stuck in one.
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Me!!!

What the FUCK, man?! This is bullshit! That’s right. One room, 3 beds. Why me? WHY?! I hate people, I don’t wanna live in such close quarters with them. I’ll have no privacy, I’m really angry. Why can’t I have any luck with this sort of thing? WHY?! This is not fair. THREE of my fucking years I’ll be living in a piece of shit with people I hate. No, make that FOUR since I’m 100% fucking certain I’ll get screwed next year too. Part of me is tempted to get an off campus apartment, then the other part remembers I live in SHALLOW FUCKING ALTO where I’d have to pay $1,000/month to get a farkin’ studio. Bay Area livin’, especially the freakin’ peninsula, ain’t cheap. It’s no wonder why 95% of the undergrads here live on campus. Serious, 95% because we really don’t have much choice BUT to face the pure eeeeeeevil that is the housing lottery. This is such shit. There’s no way I can change my assingment either! FUUUUUUCK! There is no emoticon to express what I’m feeling! FUCK!

:frowning: :mad:

Well, first of all, I empathize with the housing situation. College housing can suck.

But…frankly, you don’t sound like a real jewel to live with. So I’m kind of reserving my deepest sympathy for the two poor young ladies who are going to have to put up with your attitude for the next year.

If I were you, I’d really consider taking advantage of your University’s counseling situation, because hating people in general isn’t really a great way to go through life.

I diagnose a rampant case of extreme narcissism coupled with a persecution complex.

Get some counselling. Really. :rolleyes:

Oh, fuck off. I don’t go around picking fights with people just because I don’t like them. I think I said I was exaggerating a little when I said I hated everyone. I’m pretty damn sure I said I’m indifferent toward most people. But what I do HATE with an intense passion is having to LIVE in a fucking shoe with about 9 jillion people. That blows. I don’t walk around angry all the time. I usually just feel kinda ehh. Not bad at all, but not on cloud 9 either. When something good happens, I feel good, and when something shitacular like this happens, I feel angry. So shaddap about what’s a great way to go through life. Everything’s peachy keen… ‘cept having to live with 98% of the world’s population in ONE feckin’ room. That chaps my hide and has put me in quite a foul mood.

To put the above in a constructive manner, tough it out. You need the exposure. Learn to tolerate people, because like it or not, you’ll be dealing with people your entire life.

Or take correspondence courses and shut the hell up, cause you’re being a real freakin’ drag.

OMG!!! LOLOLOL!!!111111111111 THAT TOTALLY BLOZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!

Jesus criminy! What the hell is your deal, anyways? Oh boo hoo, I have to be around other people!

Good god, stop being such a damn baby. Suck it up and try being more considerate. Ever think about what it’s going to be like to be roomates with YOU?

Irony cleanup in aisle nine, please.

Uh huh. Remind me to tell you about living in a 3 bedroom house in DC with me in the middle room, a Turkish musician to my left, and 8 loud-assed Mongolians living in the bedroom right next to me.

The “bedrooms” were billed as “studio apartments,” you see.

Get used to people. Or move to Montana.

Oh Christ, what the hell is wrong with you people? Did you even read my post? Can you not tell the difference between whining about having to be around people (which I do EVERYDAY and it doesn’t bother me a lick) and being assigned the shittiest possible assignment THREE years in a row? I guess if this happened to any of you, you wouldn’t be upset? Please. If not, ehh, I guess you don’t mind walking into ONE room and seeing three beds knowing this is where you’re stuck for a whole year. Well I mind. I pisses me off, so fuck me in the Ozarks. Working, going to class, lounging around other people are all fine. LIVING IN ONE FARKIN’ ROOM and having gotten shitty assignments EVERY year is bullshit and it makes me angry. But I guess that’s not understandable. Commence the pileon, shitbricks.

Wow. Get a grip. Seriously. Bad housing assignment? You have my sympathy. Rage against the world? Not so much. You need help, you really do.

Ehh, okay. Perhaps I was too paralyzed with anger at the time I wrote the OP (as I’d JUST come from the in-house draw) to make this clear or maybe you folk just don’t get it. Allow me to clear this up for you and then clear up a few other things. Ahem.

::cracks knuckles::

All righty. There’s a difference between just plain not liking someone and DISliking ‘em. Folk who I just don’t like, I don’t say anything to. Why would I? Actually, I don’t even say much to people I dislike. Why would I? I don’t walk up to people and go, “Hey, I don’t care for you much” since there’s, err, not really a point in doing so. I told good ol’ whatshisface to fuck off for telling me to seek counseling just because I’m pissed off about my housing assignment. Or maybe he, like a lot of folk, somehow got the idea that I walk around angry 24/7 telling people to kiss my ass and whatnot. I have told people to kiss my ass before, but only when they start smack talking me first. People, please stop with this “get used to people” and “wow, you have to live with people everyday” bullshit already. I fucking know that. I’ve been living around people for every single day of my life. Somehow, I managed. But I can tell you it ain’t gonna be no joyride living in that piece of shit I’m living in next year, ESPECIALLY considering this ALWAYS happens to me. Can I get a half way decent housing assignment for once? Sheesh. So yeah, the housing lottery is bullshit.

I always thought it was stupid to have college students live together. These are legal adults living for months and months in a given place, not 11 year-olds away at summer camp. Does your school let you choose your roommate? At several (including my college), they let you choose your own roommate for the next year, unless you want a single. If you get a double, its just the two of you. If you get a triple, its you two and another person who didn’t choose another roommate (or, if you get really lucky, just you two).

Geez Louise, got a few issues there wot? Don’t you think you might have the teensiest problem with your attitude?

Look at it this way Sunshine…as Finagel said, the poor sods that have to share space with you are the ones who are getting the sympathy in this thread. Your sweeping hatred/disdain/disgust with the rest of the human race (minus 3) doesn’t exactly make you sound like the jolliest of people to live with. Do them a favour and go get some accomodation somewhere else…I don’t give a fuck that it’s going to cost you more, you have no right to inflict your shitty attitude on other people.

And grow the fuck up.

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I do understand. I strongly dislike living with other people, including my boyfriend.

Is there any way you can save up to move off campus? A studio apartment would still be only one room but it would be your room.

Overflowing with the milk of human kindness are we?

Your low estimation of the human race says more about you than it does of other people.

Go outside, get some sunshine, meet some people you do like and please stop whinging. There are all sorts of wonderful folks out there. Your own attitude may be one of the largest obstacles to meeting them.

I’m guessing moving out and getting your own place isn’t an option?

If the housing lottery fed you shit twice in a row, MeanOldLady, what required you to use that process again?

Vixenation, yeah. I was trying to get a good place to live and thought I would since I got a good housing lottery number. I even got a kick ass place to live. There are only 5 shitty triples in there and I thought there would be NO way in God’s hell I’d get one of the five. No way can I get bad luck three years in a row, right? Heh, wrong! So very damn fucking wrong.

kambuckta, for the love of all that is good and holy, did you READ my post? Shit, I didn’t say I walk around stealing candy from babies and being evil. I know you’re not gonna believe this, but a lot of people like me. I know, it’s insane, I don’t understand it either. Who said anything about me being mean to my future roommates? WHO said anything about that? I’m angry about getting such a damn shitty assignment. Where the FUCK did you get the idea that I was going to take it out on them? Stop assuming shit, you fuck, and SCROLL UP, read my OP and then read my responses. THEN talk. In that order.

Don’t move to Montana. We don’t want you.