Reasons why.....

... I can't live with a man. Now don't get me wrong, I won't generalize the entire male population, but damn, some men are so triflin. Let me explain. We're staying in a 2 bedroom 2 bathroom suite in Northern Houston. So that leaves my mom and Kenny staying in one room, and Amber, he and I staying in another. Now I'm not a neat freak, but I do like a certain level of organization...with that said, I'm so sick and tired of cleaning up after him. It's driving me up the wall! Literally, I feel like his mother fussing at him about something so trivial as picking up after himself. I won't say anything about Kenny, I'm not sharing a room with him therefore I don't care about his area, but walking through the room he shares with my mother isn't that much better than mine. I won't even go into great detail about the bathroom, but I can tell you that the toilet seat was left up countless times, more times than I care to remember. It's already bad enough this hotel is ghetto, and it smells like piss, but to add on to the smell and ghettoness is just plain irritating. I can not wait until we get out of this hotel and I can have a room of my own, and the only person I have to worry about picking up after is myself.