3 more weeks

until school is done. i will have my masters. well, technically i should have my masters. it all comes down to my research project, which hasn't even begun because i haven't recieved approval yet. bastards.
i've recently discovered how hypocritical i am. it's actually quite depressing. the other day i came back to the house in the morning after driving over from c'ville to discover roy had his new girlfriend spend the night. with her 5 year old son. i was annoyed. i shouldn't be, i'm never home, but it bothered me anyway. i actually thought to myself "if she's going to be here all the time, she needs to start paying rent. why can't they stay at her place?" and then i realized what an idiot i am. kim and i do the same thing to her roommate. her roommate is only there on the occasional friday night, and even then it's maybe twice a month. the rest of the time she's never home, but i wonder if she thinks the same thing of me. then i felt like crap about roy. but sometimes i would like to come home and not find some 5 year old kid that i don't know watching my tv. it's just kind of creepy sometimes.
the other day i came home and roy had his daughter there - she's really cute, but really spoiled and annoying. she told me she liked my pink seashell that i found at the beach. i told her thank you, but had no clue what the hell she was talking about. then i went in my room, and realized i had seashells on my dresser. what the hell is this kid doing going in my room? i have stuff in there that i know roy doesn't want her to find - and i make sure to keep my door shut. now i'm going to have to start locking it. or putting stuff up on the shelf in my closet so she can't get to it. i'm beginning to think that living with roy was not the best idea i've ever had. but whatever. i'm never there, so that makes it a little easier.