Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Spicy, Absent, Snooze, Party

Spicy

Spicy is the only one I would probably consider my friend. I can actually talk to her without being shot down, bitched at, or judged. Plus she actually uses her ears and listens. Imagine that. A college girl listening. Blasphemy.

Last semester, Fall 2012, she was still in a relationship with her boyfriend for a year or two or however long it was. It was probably more dramatic than a soap opera mixed with one of the Twilight films. And rockier than the freakin' Rocky Mountains. I can't even tell you how many times they would argue and fight and yell over the phone. I've consoled her most of those times, and told her he's not worth it. She finally took my advice and they broke up over Thanksgiving break. Thank every deity ever.

I don't really have anything bad to say about her, except that she's more open about nudity. I've seen her boobs more times than I'd like. Which would have been zero. At least she takes out the trash (which is in my personal trash can that other people seem to like to use) when she throws her stuff in it. Other than that, she's my friend, and we're both trapped in a supplemental for next year.

Absent

Absent is, well, absent. Most of the time. I'm lucky if I see her twice a day. It's usually in the mornings, and occasionally late at night. She usually stays in studio for most of the day and night. Props to her for working hard. She deserves to play hard, like she usually does on weekends. So I still don't see her then.

The only things that bother me is her tomboyish attitude and personality, but she still has some girly areas. Like the Justin Bieber and One Direction crap. Yeeeeah no. You can't put that next to soccer, Harry Potter, and Star Wars. It doesn't blend. Oh and she snores really loudly.

Snooze

Snooze is just a whiner, a complainer, a whatever you want to substitute for those adjectives. All she does is sleep. Rarely do I see her do work. Or she's always on her phone or laptop. Sorry that you sleep all day, and then can't sleep at night. Maybe if you didn't sleep so much, and put away your electronics, you'd fall asleep. But what do I know, I just get my normal amount of sleep, with a nap between classes and work, when I have it.

She is one of the ones that likes to use my trash can. I have not seen her empty it once. I've considered taking her trash out and leaving it on her desk. It's not the community can that came with the room. It's mine. I empty it. I change the bag. She doesn't do ANYTHING.

Snooze is also really messy and unorganized. I understand not everyone is neat and clean, but damn, her shit just spreads out into my area and into the middle of the room. Keep it contained. I have a cubbyhole to begin with.

The only thing that was semi-redeeming was that one night she was drunk and fell off her bed. Didn't see it, but just imagining it makes me feel better about myself.

Party

Party is just your typical sorority girl. Kinda goofy, little bit of an airhead at times, but I like to think she tries to be genuinely nice. Don't have much to say about her to be honest, because I don't really have that much interaction with her, now that I think about it.

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