Do you think it's appropriate to be sleeping in the same bed as an engaged woman?

Do you think it's appropriate, as someone who is engaged, to be sleeping in the same bed with a male you have feelings for? Does your boyfriend know?

#questionsiwillneverhavethegutstoask

Just because I'm nice to you two doesn't mean I approve. Fucking grow up the pair of you. 

I was speaking to my sister two days ago.

Her: So who was this boy in your room when you were talking to mum on the phone?
Me: Huh?
Her: Mum said she was talking to you last week and she could hear a male voice in the background.
Me: Haha, I'd like to meet this boy. I have no idea what mum's on about.
Her: She went on about it for three days. Dad didn't care.
Me: So dad doesn't care if I'm slutting it up around here, away from home, hahaha.
Her: No, he's just glad you're not a lesbian.

...I think it's time for me to go find the 'settle-down' of my life.

I don't know where the hell this sudden strong moral compass just came from, but I don't like it. 

I actually wish I had a boyfriend for the sole purpose of people not shitting me around. 

A post I couldn't be bothered posting on Friday:

Today while I was running to uni, I realised three things:
1. I need to get my license.
2. I need to exercise more.
3. That uni is a true arsehole in life.
To top off the end of two burn-out weeks of uni, my very last assessment (the bullshit assignment on a drug no-one's ever heard of) refused to be an attachment in both gmail and hotmail. So I had about half an hour left before the deadline and I was pooping my pants. I was at home by myself and the assignment wasn't sending. I didn't have a usb, so I used a CD. Who even uses CD's anymore? I called my friend and panicked to her on the phone. Then I realised it was no use so I ran. Well more of the awkward walk run. It was an intense. I was panicking like a mofo while walk-running. Found my lecturer's office. Breathlessly told him that my email kept being rejected. He looked at me strangely while I tried to talk to him between puffs. Like that wheelchair kid on Malcolm In The Middle. Embarrassing. Didn't matter though, I made it. While I was walking home, I felt like I could do anything. I wanted to motherfucking fist pump the motherfucking air. Is it sad that the first thing I thought of when I came home that I had to blog this experience?

Tomorrow I have my P's test and I don't think I'll pass because I make stupid mistakes. I guess it won't be the end of the world though, just disappointing. 

My sister and her husband recently bought and moved into a house, and she was telling me about her neighbour across from them. Apparently she's this really secluded older lady who doesn't have any family living with her and no one ever comes to visit. The home owners before my sister actually warned that she was a nosy lady and sure enough on the day that they moved in, they could see her watching them from her front window. So when my parents went down to visit my sister a few weeks ago, my mum made and fried fresh spring rolls (lolz) and knocked on the lady's door because I think she thought she was just lonely. My mum told me they talked for ages before the lady opened her screen door to accept the food. Yesterday my sister called and was telling my mum that now that same grumpy/mean lady is so inviting and happy whenever she sees my sister or her husband. She's completely changed her attitude. The Power Of The Spring Rolls.

So I'm getting pretty sick of the situation between my housemate and that guy. Our other friends are starting to notice and are starting to talk. They're not happy either. Another friend sent her a text telling her to 'be careful'. But she didn't take the text seriously at all. They're still sleeping in her room every night with the door locked, they hang out 24/7. Wendy is feeling uncomfortable with him around all the damn time. I just want to ask him straight out when he's going to start paying rent.

So I was talking to another friend, she said that she heard that his little sister tell another girl that her brother had a girlfriend. This other girl happened to be a friend's little sister. So it eventually travelled to me. She's not a stupid girl, her brother would have had to say something to her for her to tell her friend that. There's also something else, I thought that all this time she didn't think of him in that way. Then I heard that she admitted to another friend end of last year that she had developed some sort of feelings. Now I understand how complicated it really is. But I still can't help but not be very happy with them. She has no bloody self control. Neither does he. I know supposedly you can't help who you fall in love with, but you can help the bloody situation. They should have stopped this before it happened. Yeah. Cause sleeping with each other every night really helps. I think I have lost a lot of respect for her. And it's sad, because she's one of my first and best friends here.