Fucking bitch is a fucking bitch
So the housing situation is NOT settled apparently. Angelica will not be budged. She’s dead set on kicking us out of her house by next week. Laura and I went to see Harry Potter HBP and got home just a minute ago. Angelica leapt on me saying we need to talk and I told her no, I’m going to bed, we’ll talk later. She was all “Next week, you are done here.” And I said “We’ll talk tomorrow” and went into my room.
Tomorrow I’m going to try to give the performance of my life. Hopefully with tears and irresistible emotion. At the very least I’ll get angry, but if I can get pitiful, I think we have a better chance. Anger isn’t really going to work (Robin already got angry) but Angelica pulls the pity-me, watch-me-cry BS all the time, so we’ll see how she takes it. Serious Lauren is Serious.
Fail this, which honestly, I’ma give it my best but if Robin can’t slap some sense into her I doubt I can, we’re sleeping in Peter’s unfinished house for the remainder of our time here. Sucks really, but I appreciate Peter offering it to us. So, parents, no worries, we won’t be sleeping in the park, but I’d rather sleep in the room that was promised to me/us for the COMPLETE TRIP which we’re paying 1500 EUROS for. You don’t rent to someone for the summer and then surprise! get up and leave and kick them out of your house all of a sudden.
Today Robin and Peter tried to talk some logic and sensibility into Angelica. They got into quite a row at work. Angelica was pissed. This afternoon I was torn between having sympathy because her father is dying of cancer, and anger at what she’s doing to us. Tonight the sympathy has vanished. I feel nothing for her. She brought this situation upon herself and she needs to take some responsibilty for the things she signed on for this summer. She begged Robin to let us stay here to help her pay rent. She WANTED us here, and how she wants to kick us out. Ugh I’m so angry just thinking about it. I might have to put some pants on and go out there right now. I know it’s going to be long winded though and I am tired, so I need sleep first. Working tomorrow will be hell if I don’t.
This post should have been about happiness and Harry Potter, but as we neared the apartment building my anger at this whole mess faded back into focus. At the very least I’ll feel better after I yell at Angelica, even if tears and sob stories do no good. No one fucks with a redhead without getting a face full (see Aunt Sue).
*deep breath* But for now, I sleep. Expect quite a tale tomorrow.
