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| Roommate Rage |
| 02.03.04 (2:12 pm) [edit] |
All right, here's something else that's REALLY nagging at me.
My roommate, or forty-five year old hag with no fashion sense or understanding of pop culture (not to be petty) as I sometimes refer to her, recently (as in last night) wrote a blog entry complaining that:
a) my boyfriend and I are the same person
b) that we study together every night
My counterarguments to these points:
point a) My boyfriend and I have been dating for over four months now and have gotten extremely close. We have fought, fornicated, dealt with our first years of college, annoying roommates, and our mutual angst. He is not just my boyfriend, he is also my best friend. The counterpoint to this is my roommate and her boyfriend who have been together for over a year, but seem as frigid together as if they were on their first date times infinity. But then again, they are both too old (he is a portly prematurely balding twenty and she is a shopping at ll bean and complaining about not having lemons to go with her tea nineteen.) for their own good. Also, my roommate seems to have a deep-rooted fear of sexuality, in the sense that she made an out of proportion sketch of a naked man (the feet were bigger than the head) and then proceeded to cover up the largely unrealistic penis with a sticky note. Why even draw something if you're going to cover it up? And tackier, putting up your own artwork on your wall for people to admire. Faux pas times a thousand.
(and yes, I'm complaining about her pettiness while ranting about her deep rooted fear of sexuality. This was just bothering me for a while and it was time for a release.)
Counterpoint to b:
Just because she wants the two of us to fail out of college doesn't mean we're going to. It's so stupid and immature of her to complain about us wanting to study together, that I feel like beating her over the head with her laptop until she takes it in her mind that the world does not revolve around her. My boyfriend and I study in my room quietly. Also, what is she usually doing when we are studying? She is playing a) minesweeper b) the sims c) chatting online d) reading online manga/anime stuff.
Maybe she should just die.
I don't know. I'm sick of her petty this is my room and I want to be in control of everything about it shit. I wish that she had just left the room last semester instead of wasting my time.
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