Driving me absolutely crazy!!! I am not meant to live with people, I'm really not.
After a few minutes of annoying freak cleaning of the kitchen, R took out one of my Tupperwares and placed it next to my pan of rice. Uhhhh. What are you doing? I was making a fruit smoothie and was going to put away the rice as soon as I was done.
R and S got in a conversation about how S had slept in rather than going to her boyfriends ward today and R was saying, "Thats when you ask if you can come to my ward and I say yes!" and a few minutes later S said, "Susannah slept through church today, too." Ugh, who cares? Isn't that my decision and not something you should get to bug me about. I said, "Yes, but I am my own person anyway." R said, "I've offered to have her come to my ward." I said, "If I didn't want to go to my own why would I want to go to someone elses?"
I was cleaning up my smoothie stuff and R pointed to the pan of rice and said, "Do you want me to put this in a Tupperware or down the disposal?" Neither, freak, back away from my stuff!!! I said, "I'll take care if that myself in a few minutes."
About twenty minutes later (after putting away the freaking rice) I was chillin' over in the corner, watching CSI. S came over and sat on the couch and started talking--commercial, chick, wait for the dang commercial! Thank heavens it was rerun and also not a scene with Eric Szmanda--and said, "Next time all 3 of us are off like this we should go through the refrigerator and throw away things that are old and gross or things we're just not going to eat and make room for more things, K?" Wow, yeah, totally not in the mood for that kind of peppiness. Can you just leave me alone, please? Just don't talk to me. At all. Tonight, at least. I've had my fill of you.
She was just staring at me, waiting for a response. I finally said, "I'll go through my stuff sometime I have a few minutes..." She was still staring at me like that wasn't the response she wanted and that I should continue. So I did "...but I don't think it has to be a Brady Bunch activity." She looked apalled. How dare I say something like that?! I should stop watching my favorite show mid-scene to explain to her that I really don't think three of huddled around a fridge, that doesn't actually contain anything of hers except a gallon of milk, sounds like a great idea.
She glared and said, "I just thought it was something we could do as roommates!" hopped from the couch and walked into the bathroom, where she held a whispered conversation with R.
Oh my heavens, I want to live alone.
4 comments:
holy frig, amen to that! i usually get along with pretty much everybody, but i've had this one roommate that's been a total prick all year. i don't want to overwhelm your comments here, so i'll refrain from expounding. anyway, i know how you feel. and it's only a couple more weeks.
Expound away, man, expound away. I'm always up for Roommates from H stories.
if she's an eighteen year old, then yeah, she'll be freakin' annoying what with wanting to bond with everyone in the household because that's how it was in hers!
when i was eighteen and living on my own with roommates, i stayed in my room a lot of the time. i hated that house. most of the girls were biotches.
and i strongly recommend never living with ten other girls. ever.
and all three of you live in the same house yet go to three different wards?
will you make me rice when i come visit?
Yeah, she's 18, straight from her parents house.
Yeah, I go to the actual ward for my area, R goes to her old ward from before she moved in, and S goes to her boyfriends ward.
Yeah, I'll make you rice. But it has to be Rice-a-roni or that Liptons Sides stuff. I'm not a plain rice lover.
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