Wow! It's been a crazy month! I noticed the last time I updated my blog was in October 19. It makes sense now that I haven't been able to get online much, thanks to one of my roommates who won't pay his share of the internet bill.
Last August, this one roommate and I agreed that I can use his Blockbuster Membership to replace his part of the internet bill. Well, he has been grouchy and cranky often that I didn't get my money's worth of renting the movies. His replies were: "Not now, I am not in the mood."; "No, my girlfriend don't like the movies you rent."; "Later, I am watching my movies right now."; and "I am pissed off at you, so I am not letting you check any movies out." And, get this.. I was gone for the whole month of August in Arizona and still paid my share of the internet. I didn't think it was right I had to pay when I am not there to use it, but I paid. During my stay in Arizona, I decided what to do with my life and how to run things. I decided that if my roommates can't pay their part of the deal, I am going to pay what I can and let it disconnect. Later, in the end of September, the same roommate and I talked again about the internet bill. He agreed to pay for 2 months share of the internet because he let his girlfriend use our wireless internet connection for September to October. She only lives the next door, upstairs. So, October came and went. The bill still wasn't paid for. I had another discussion with him again and asked if he was going to pay. He said he will give me burned copies of Macintosh software in exchange to "pay" his part of the internet bill. I told him I prefer money and need to pay it off ASAP. He didn't pay. The very next morning, the internet got cut and all Hell broke loose. He and I fought on AIM, accused me of all sorts of things like "breaking his truck door" and singling me out for his own problems. Also, I said a few things that pissed him off. I noticed when things are said that are true, the guilty party gets angry and pissed off. After our argument online, his girlfriend sent me an IM and asked me not to come home. My roommate sent me several threatening IMs, saying he was going to befriend my ex-wife's husband and bring him over to our apartment and beat me up. She begged me to stay somewhere else so my roommate will chill out. I told her I may have to go to the police station or hospital because those are the only 24-hour places I know I can stay at. I even tried calling my sister. My roommate's girlfriend called the police on me, thinking I was going to kill myself. Hell, no! The visit in Arizona helped me out a lot. I asked her why she called the police when it will make it worse for everyone. She said it was for my safety, and begged me to not tell them about my problem with her boyfriend. Too late, the police was called and they need answers from me. Was I going to lie? No. While the officer tried to talk to me, another friend sent me an IM, warning me that the roommate's girlfriend has been talking behind my back for about a month. *sigh!* The officer questioned me why I am "suicidal". I told him I am not suicidal, I was having problems with one of my roommates and I am just trying to find a place to stay for the night. I made the mistake of telling him my brother-in-law is an officer in the city and I am trying to get a hold of my sister. This officer called the dispatch and the office heard something like: "One of your officers' brother-in-law is suicidal and he needs to be picked up!" Oh, no!! I told the officer I am not suicidal and, already, I knew my brother-in-law is embarrassed! If that girlfriend NEVER called the police, it would have never become worse! My brother-in-law got off work, came over to pick me up and asked me upfront, wanting to know the situation and explain everything. He asked me to get online and IM to my roommate and his girlfriend to meet at the apartment. He called the next police jurisdiction and asked them to send an on-duty police officer to be present. They wouldn't come right away because "an interpreter is not with us", and I told my brother-in-law that I will ask one of our neighbors to interpret for him. Finally, the roommate and his girlfriend showed up. I could tell the girlfriend didn't like that we asked one of the neighbors to interpret. I know that as long as there is reasonable accommodations, it is perfectly fine to have a neighbor interpret a dispute. It's either use that interpreter or do it by paper and pen. No one was getting arrested, so there was no real need for a "certified" interpreter. I appreciated that my brother won't take my side or their side, just keeping it a neutral ground and trying to make things work between me and my roommate. We agreed that we are not to tell anyone anything about what is going on, to leave each other alone and not to touch each others' property. When all is said and done, my brother-in-law had a "brother-to-brother" talk with me. He made sure that I understood I have every right to stay where I am living. I went to the interpreter's apartment and asked for the landlord's phone number. I thanked her for interpreting the situation and apologized for the Utah Deaf people's behavior. The next day, the same roommate gave me such attitude and bullying, writing on the eraser board, saying that he is forcing me out of the apartment and wants me to move out of state. One of my friends and my sister saw the messages. Both think he is being an immature asshole. This roommate even accused me of "ruining the Spirit". I know for a fact that whoever harbors ill-feelings and bullying towards another is the instigator of ruining the Spirit. In your face, pal! I feel so sorry for this roommate because he don't know how to handle his temper, like I don't know how to handle my depression. However, I am the only one who is going to therapy and getting better. I finally moved out to the other apartment, with the landlord's permission, to keep the peace. It's been so nice I am living alone for a while. I am sure you already read my entry about my birthday. Well.. About 2 days after my birthday, my pumpkin got destroyed. No one would confess to ruining my birthday present. I just picked it up and tossed it into the bushes and trees by the apartment to fertilize them. This happened like on October 18 or 19. Then, two days ago, I come home from hanging out at my best friend's house and see the SAME pumpkin sitting on the porch of my new apartment! It's funny and disgusting. There's black rot inside the pumpkin. I disposed of it, thinking this is so immature and hilarious of my ex-roommates to do this.
Looking back in the past year, it's been a rough one. I realized that, even though I liked him and admired him, this troublesome roommate has caused me to have a deeper depression in the long term. I was diagnosed with double depression, so I am always depressed, but with other people's depressions or problems layered on my first depression. And, to top it off, I am suicidal, too. You can imagine how that can really mess me up. I ended up in the hospital 3 times in the past summer. His girlfriend was in the hospital a few times, too, for the SAME reason. Both of us weren't that suicidal until this roommate came into our lives. I know he is a good person, but he doesn't realize or mean to have that effect on either of us. Because of a few people coming up to me, saying he and his girlfriend have been talking trash behind my back for over a month, I decided to write this long entry and dish it all out. Truthfully, I am not afraid of this "scary" roommate. He really needs to grow up and start getting wise.