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While Julie and I were making sandwiches in the kitchen Andrew walked into the middle room and grabbed his bicycle. It had been a while since I saw him and I got the not too un-obvious feeling that he had avoided talking to me this past week or so. When I saw him I said “Hey princess” or “hey beautiful” or something like that, with which he didn’t respond and just looked straight ahead. I said “what’s up” and he didn’t reply. By that time I realized it was official, he’s gone overboard and isn’t gonna talk. Well I said bye to him anyways as he want out the door and as I expected no answer. He came back just a couple minutes later and I said “wow, that was quick”. “What were you up to? Out saving the world, as you always do?”. “Hmm” I said, “you’re being pretty quiet today”. “Do you have a sore throat or cold or something? Or are you just being stupid? Oh, you’re being stupid aren’t you?” and then he finished grabbing whatever out of the kitchen and left. The only reason why I went as far as calling him stupid is because I know it’s already gone over the edge and he has made it no chance now for us to be friends. So after Julie and I got done eating the sub sandwiches in my room we went downstairs to make some ramen just in case we were still hungry since Julie said she kinda was. We saw Charlie sitting outside on the backporch rail talking to Sean and we went outside to talk a little bit while the ramen was microwaving. Sean said they were going to play risk and I asked if I could play and he was like sure I guess so. Somehow I got to talking about how Andrew ignored me earlier and wouldn’t talk to me. Sean said it was because “Andrew fucking hates you and just can’t stands you anymore”. Sean repeated that a couple times. I was a bit surprised how strong this hate of me from Andrew was, I could definitely tell they had been talking about me for some while now. So I was ready to defend myself, and I said why? And Sean was like you know frankly, you have no manners. Charlie nodded his head and agreed with him, which made me really really pissed because then there was no one standing by my side. Besides, Charlie didn’t even live there so he didn’t know how it was like. And I was like right away “Manners?, What’ya mean manners?” And Sean was like yeah you have no manners, and it’s pretty much just the accumulation of incidences that’s lead to this point. And I’m like ok, start giving examples. At this time, I was expecting some really good fighting points against me, I mean I was really ready to fight hard to defend myself at whatever atrocity they blamed me for. Sean’s first point was about when I left the shoes in the living room. He was like you know thats a public place and we want to keep it clean and you just throw your shoes in the living room. I was surprised he brought up such a lame example, proving that I was right. I responded you know first of all, yeah I shouldn’t keep my shoes in the living room, I was wrong to have my shoes lying in the living room but you know what? I didn’t know they were there or upset Andrew until he told me, and when he told me I right away brought them upstairs to my room and I’ve never put my shoes there since, so fucking GROW UP. He didn’t have anything to say after this. I repeated it again, stressing this was like a couple weeks ago and that he needs to grow up. Then I brought up the subject of beer bottles since I think that is what drove it over the edge lately. The first party on the porch the next morning everything was clean before I could do anything, the next party we cleaned up the bottles but left the chairs out for tomorrow but Andrew brought those in when he came home too, the last time I found out that Sean did it, which I don’t know why I thought it was Andrew the whole time. I asked him why did you clean it and he told me because he knew I wasn’t going to. I asked him how do you know and he said because of all the other times. It’s then where I explained to him that I can’t clean something up if somebody already cleans it up before I do. He cleaned up the porch less than 16 hours after the fact, it was late at night we were all really drunk and wanted to go to bed, no problem because I can just clean it up in the morning, after all my house right? I come back and find it already cleaned. He wasn’t doing a very good job of fighting except that he says they do it because they know I won’t and he brought up that I don’t have manners again. I then tried to show the silliness of his reasoning of cleaning up for me and I said ok fine, well that’s pretty nice, that’s pretty nice for me if you guys are just gonna keep cleaning up after me that’s cool keep doing it, which Sean said no, next time it happens we’re throwing your stuff outside. And I said well go ahead, throw the beer bottles outside I don’t care. And he said no, you’re real stuff. I was pissed, and I felt helpless. Sometime along in there Sean came and it did feel like he kinda was on my side. It pretty much ended with Sean saying something like Andrew and you don’t click and he doesn’t like you. And I said well you know, I don’t like him either, I don’t care if he likes me or not I just don’t see why we don’t have to talk. So just don’t talk to him Sean said. Do you have any real reason you need to talk to him? And I agreed no. I have a feeling Sean probably had a similar talk like that with Andrew and which is now why Andrew isn’t talking because Sean pointed out there was no reason for him to talk to me. It pretty much ended with Charlie saying for whatever reason you and Andrew just don’t click, and just leave it at that, just leave it at that. And to that I reluctantly agreed. So Sean got mad about talking about why Andrew hates me so Sean is kind of mad too. Later that night I talked about it with Sean in his room and he helped to put on some bike patches on my inflatable bed. It worked for a short while but like always the one on the side just doesn’t stay.

Yesterday morning when I went into physics class I was informed that the reason why Monday seemed so easy was because I forgot to go to recitation, but no worry since I can miss two without being penalized. Met Julie in front of her house and we walked to Kroger and did some shopping and had to lug a huge snapple ice tea 12 pack back to the house which sucked. Came back home, that stuff happened and Julie and I talked about it. She brought up really good points, like if they are so concerned about keeping the place neat and tidy why do they leave the hookah and cigarette tabacco and ash and aluminum foil and everything out on the middle room table that makes the room look terrible? Why do they have the hookahs in the living room they only use it not anybody else so why can’t I keep my stuff there? Or if you want to talk about manners flushing the toilet after you use it is manners, not just conserving water. I miss this things because I don’t care about them and I realize when you live in a house with people you have to do certain things to allow them to feel comfortable in their own house. Now it’s the next day, wonder what will happen.