Okay, I haven't used this blog in a while but I really need a rant space.

GYAAAAAAAARRRRGH.

My American housemates will eat anything that isn't nailed down. Box of chocolates that I brought FROM CANADA? Half gone before I had to take them out of the fridge and hide them in my room. A whole container of cookies made specially for me to take into uni on wednesday and thursday, numbering 100 in total? I woke up this morning and there's TEN LEFT. TEN. OUT OF A HUNDRED.

Seriously, guys, what the smurf?

I'm going to have a word with them this afternoon about what they can and cannot eat. Also, I will suggest to them that THEY SHOULD ACTUALLY GO SHOPPING AND BUY FOOD INSTEAD OF SPENDING IT ALL ON DRINKS EVERY NIGHT.

Girls, you can play music and talk loudly until 11pm and keep me awake, FINE WHATEVER. You can make a mess of the bathroom. You can get drunk and passed out in the city every night like you've been doing so far. I don't care.

       BUT YOU. DO. NOT. EVER. EAT. MY. FOOD.