In my room..

Dear friends, foes, and followers,

For those who know me personally, you know that I've had a bit of a dodgy time living with two other girls in the apartment. We come from very different backgrounds, and, living in a triple, it's terribly easy for two to bond, thus creating a third room mate. 
This third roommate phenomenon is almost inevitable... Even when one gets along with their room mates, two are ALWAYS going to click more. However, when you don't really get along with one of them, an added awkwardness and hardship is the affect of the third room mate phenomenon. 
Well guess what?
It's official. And, honestly, it's been official for a good while... I am quite the third room mate.

How to deal when you're the third room mate... a guide to (trying) not to add drama, frustration, and anxiety to your life:

1. Try your best to keep your things neat and orderly. If your mess spreads to communal areas, you'll give additional reasons for fighting/ganging up.
2. If your having friends over, encourage  them to join you. Show them you're putting an effort in. Sometimes people just need to be shown the right way and they'll catch on (for my sake, let's hope so!)
3. Don't eat their food, and keep your food separate as well. Perhaps if you feel you have too much of something or feel generous, offer. It kind of goes along with the first two... If you DO share, don't EXPECT them to reciprocate or you may be sorely disappointed. On the other hand, if you do it enough, perhaps they'll offer to fetch you water when they're already in the kitchen too or a bite of their delicious whatever. But don't hold your breath. Sometimes this sort of thing simply turns into expensive adventures and feeding your room mates.
4. Regardless of whether or not they ask you how you are, continue to greet them and care how they're doing. It's tiring but let's be civil.
5. Expect them not to notice when you buy things for the good of the apartment. It's sad but pretend you live alone and no one would thank you for picking up nice hand wash for the bath room or trash bags.
6. Along with the above, and equally or more importantly, be the bigger person and hang in there.

I suppose my "rules" are more what I've learned from living with strangers.
A rose by any other name...

Wish me luck with this situation, because honestly it's starting to eat me up and tire me out
<3 G