they spill beer in my room all the time. I have a beer spilled on my bed which no one ever cleaned up, beer and chew spilled on my floor. fuck roomates. this taught me a great lesson about friends. I always thought I knew my friends, almost better than they knew themselves, but until you live with somebody, you dont know them for shit. The shitty thing is that my stoner friends and really good friends with all my roomates, so if I want to keep chillin with the stoner friends, ill probably have to stay down with the roomates, which I dont want to do, I just want to lose contact with them, after this I want to have nothing to do with them. Todays the day im telling my mom im moving back, lol. shell be happy, she cant handle living without here baby, lol. I get less shit from her smoking tha ganja. She smoked back in high school, so whenever she catches me we just sit down and have a talk about it, weve even shared times we got high to eachother, great mom! ill probably be telling my friends tomorrow and hopefully be out of here by the end of the week.