Me: "I want you to know this isn't the way I wanted it to go. But I can see no other way to make you understand. If you want to sit down and have a meeting after finals let me know. Otherwise communication will cease." 7:16pm
Sam: "Its not the way I wanted it to go either. But its gone past the point where I want to maintain a friendship w you. I've seen a whole different side of you." 7:19pm
Me: "Its the same for me." 7:19pm
Sam: "I'm not moving anywhere. That's final." 7:20pm "We can still meet tho. I'm curious as to what you are proposing." 7:23pm
Came home, frusterated and crying about the situation.
Me: "I need you to get all your items out of my fridge." 7:45pm
After a verbal in person communication takes places. I ask him to get all his items out of the fridge. He calls Lydia, she agrees it's my fridge, and from what I heard expresses sympathy for his situation. It sounded like she asked if he was going to move in the near future, he denied. And she asked him again about the marijuana. He denied again.
He begins to remove everything out of the fridge, but I ask him to stop saying, "Nevermind. I thought this would make me feel better but it doesn't." We have a discuss about our situation, I say almost everything that was included in the long length letter below. I express how unfair I feel the situation is. He is sure to assure me he knows that it sucks, but that he doesn't care and will not be moving out. Under any circumstance. I again try to tell him to understand the situation in reverse and he just doesn't care. I ask him what we are going to do, are we just going to live like this till one of us get's tired. He assures me he will not be getting tired. I say okay, I don't want to have to do this, but if that's how it is then please get your shit out of my fridge, don't use this counter top, microwave, anything that's mine. I conclude with, "So get your shit off my counter." Takes place between 7:47 to 8:15pm.
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