Thursday, October 05, 2006
We Hates Her, Precious
I'm sure I've mentioned here before, I don't like my roommate. I've tried, with sincere and diligent effort to appreciate Kelsey for the unique and beautiful snowflake that she is, instead of demonizing her into the demonic spawn of satan she superficially appears to be. My efforts have come to naught. She is, with the unilateral consensus of my soul, a raging bitch.
As a for instance, I was in my room, working hard on homework for ENG 493 (Smoke and Mirrors - Neil Gaiman), when bubbly, Christian rock blared through my door. I poke my head out of my room, to discover that she's scattered the contents of the freezer around the kitchen, set up a pair of speakers... and then left. So I turned the dial down to a reasonable level just in time for Kelsey to leap out of the shadows, ninja-like, to ambush me and accuse me of "touching" her "things." She insinuated that one o'clock was pretty late to be sleeping, and I informed her I was doing homework, thanks for asking. To Kelsey’s mind, all college students do is party, drink, have sex, and sleep. Classes and homework NEVER come up. And, OK, technically I was doing homework for a fictitious class, but that's hardly the issue.
And while we're on the subject, I would really rather prefer that she not tell my landlord I'm doing drugs.
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3 comments:
Oh, god, that sounds horrific.
Penguin fucking bitch. It both saddens me and fills me with joy that she will probably never live a fulfilling life, ever.
Also, did the drugs thing come up again?
Not recently. But she's still a condecending bitch.
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