Last night I came in around 12:30am after coming back from a party.
I was really drunk and really had to pee.
I go to the bathroom, and the bowl is filled with toilet paper and hair.
Good thing my roommate wasn't there because I just started yelling. I don't really know why. I think I was just fed up with everything. Tired of dealing with all this nonsense. So I just drunkenly yelled about toilet paper, pubic hair, regular hair, shit, and anything else that came to my mind. It was actually quite therapeutic. And luckily since I was drunk I was too ready to pass out to really do anything but yell.
So I flushed her toilet paper and hair filled bowl, and then peed in silence.
One week to go.
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