I Hate Emo Kids

For anyone unaware, I live with a 16 year-old emo kid. He pretends he is 28, but I know better.

His name is Craig

I went away for a weekend and when I came home, I found that Craig had been in my bedroom to do some repairs on the hot water cylinder which is positioned in my bedroom. Now you may be thinking "that was nice of him - that's not emo!" but you must understand that:

a) he never informed me that he was doing that and didn't even have the decency to tell me after he had done it.

b) has previously gone into my room without permission, including recently taking the landlord in there without my knowledge

c) he turned off my computer while it was processing some work and then went through my cupboards and took some things.

I know what you are thinking now: "That's not emo, that's just creepy and dishonest!"
Well, I hope you are thinking that. I am quite a private person and treat my bedroom as my refuge from the world. And I respect the privacy of others and going into another's bedroom without permission is not something I would ever do, let alone go through their cupboards and things. But anyways, I agree that isn't emo.

So as you can imagine I told him off and the whole time he just refused to look at me - he just kept pulling a sulky face and mumbling pathetic excuses. That was last Tuesday. It is now 8 days later and he still can't look at me or speak above a mumble. And to top it off he leaves notes around the house for me like a child. It's like Dude, grow up! I hate teenagers as it is, but old people who can't grow out of that emo phase of their teens piss me off even more!

I guess this will kind of test that story I read today, about how people pay attention to what people write in blogs about each other. This may damage his reputation! Then maybe he and Paul Bennetts can join forces to rid the world of my evil writings!

After all, they are both equally as important to me.
Important like an All Blacks game.