So let me tell you something new. I have this huge pet peeve. I cannot stand people who have some sort of problem with me, and then instead of talking to me about it, they talk to everyone else. Not only do they talk to everyone else but they send other people to talk to me about it instead of just talking to me about it. If you are 20 years old and you live one room over from me in the dorms, My roommate should not be coming over like she's your mom giving me a lecture on how rude I was being and that I owe you a sincere apology.Bitch why the fuck are you here? You are asking for an apology for another person when they are literally right there and could come talk to me themselves. This "problem" has nothing to do with you but you just dragged your fucking opinion through it. I don't care what you think about the problem or how you feel because you aren't involved. Get over yourself and get out of my fucking business. Then instead of talking to me again you go tell the RA when I never even thought the issue was that big of a deal because you never fucking told me it was. So now you've literally told everyone except me that we have a problem, and now the RA has to report me because that's her fucking job and you ahve ruined our friendship for good. I will never ever trust you again. I will never ever want to be your real friend. This is over. I will be civil and polite, but I don't like people who act like fucking preschoolers and cause drama for no reason.
Anyway, here's the simple ass story that caused this shit. M and I were passing a headband back and forth, then my roommate J joined in. All was fine. Then the headband fell into the trashcan and J was like "let's stop playing with that because I actually use that for my hair." So we said okay. M picks up an e.o.s. ball and says "let's start throwing this around instead." I said no because who wants a hard as e.o.s. ball being thrown around a room, but J decided it was okay. I said that I was going to read instead. J decided to throw the e.o.s. ball at me while I'm not paying attention because I'm reading, and it hits me. I get irritated and tell her she shouldn't throw things at people who aren't paying attention, and throw it back to her. She gets offensive and tells me that i don't have to throw things at her she was trying to hit my book not me and I was like sorry whatever. Then I went back to reading my book. Here is where everything went down hill.
I guess since J was trying to hit my book with the e.o.s. ball earlier, M got the great idea to just walk up to me and hit my book herself. The book hit my face and of course I got even more irritated. I put the book down thinking that J had thrown the ball at me again but she said she didn't. She said that M had hit my book. I looked over at M who was literally across the room now laughing her fucking ass off and I said seriously stop in a really pissed off tone. I then went back to reading my book. She decides that it would be really funny to do it again. I look at her and tell her to go away in a seriously pissed off tone at thins point and her and J are just laughing their fucking asses off. So I go to motion with my hands (because I talk with my hands and the madder I get the more wild the hand gesturing gets) and I hit her with the book. She says ow and I don't say anything because I am so pissed at this point that if I said sorry it wouldn't be true. She runs to her room and slams the door.
I leave it for the night because I'm not about to go bother someone who just slammed their door especially when I'm pissed off myself. Wake up the next day and J talks too me like nothing happened. I decide that when I get alone time with M I will apologize and all will be well, but I wanted to wait until I got her alone. Later in the day is when J comes in a gives me the lecture which pisses me off all over again. So I wasn't going to apologize to M when I was pissed because again I wouldn't mean it and it wouldn't have come out sounding sincere. So I waited until I cooled off, but didn't really get any alone time with M. Then my RA comes and talks to me and at that point I am livid because this dumb ass girl has talked to everyone about our problem except me and now I don't feel like she deserves my apology. She turned this stupid little problem into a permanent report on me. I will never forgive her and I'm, requesting for a new room next semester.
Girls are bitches and this is why I don't put my trust in them or befriend them.