I haven't had much luck with roommates since I started college. My first roommate was a girl I went to high school with and was friends with. I thought it would work out well, since we already knew each other. I was pretty wrong. Everything started out alright and we hung out and ate together and stuff. It was fun. But then she went all weird and stopped wanting to do stuff with me. Then, at the end of the semester, she moved out without even telling me. So I got a new roommate, this time someone I'd never met. She came by and introduced herself to me before Winter Break and we clicked instantly. We liked some of the same books and tv shows and movies and I thought things would go well. Wrong again, Emily. Just like the first time, things went well at first. We ate together and watched movies all night and talked about whatever we wanted to. Then, Spring Break came. After that, she was with her boyfriend 24/7 and I hardly saw her. When she was around, I started noticing things about her that I hadn't noticed before. She was pretty self-centered and would tell me all day and night about her problems, but when I needed to talk about something, she wouldn't even pay any attention. She acted like what I was saying was boring and of no importance. Just recently, she told me about some problems that she was having with her boyfriend, but just last night, when she thought I was asleep (I wasn't because she was being ridiculously loud on Skype with her friends at 3:00 in the morning), she was saying the exact opposite of what she told me to her friends AND HER BOYFRIEND. So she's a liar as well. Great.
All I need to do is hold out for the rest of the week and then it's Move Out Day and I'll never have to see her again. Thank goodness. I just can't take this anymore.
Heh, this is such a first world problem, but I don't care. This is MY blog and I'll talk about what I wanna talk about, dammit.
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