Back into the comfort of the library.

Had my house meeting, and as a part of mid winter Christmas tomorrow, we have to take a song and modify it into a Christmas carol to our liking. Our house starts of ripping out ourselves, just because. So we were trying to find lines to fit everybody, and some cheeky shit asked about me and M, and said that he's always in my room, and then I got so much shit about what's going on between us. My line in the song now is "M is in C's room, boom boom boom boooooom." At first I was mortified because he is going to kill me. Then I realised that we're not on speaking terms anymore, and it's just fucking funny because no one in my house knows that we hooked up, and their all just assuming but it's great to see that they know me so well. He's absolutely going to hate me after this and not see the funny side of it, and I just realized that I don't even care. It also, of course, helps that it's totally going to fuck him off because of this new girl he's into. I'm so nervous and I'm not going to be able to sing it with a straight face, but I don't even care. I promised myself that I'd be good tomorrow night, but now I'm not so sure. Now I kind of want to get wasted and fuck shit up just to see the look on his face and say a final goodbye. Who knows where the nights going to go tomorrow. the only thing that I for certain is that I'm not going to end up in his bed again in the morning, and for once, I'm completely okay with that.