Roommates

Yeah, I thought of something better and more relevant to talk about. I didn't want to blog about it tonight because I didn't want to get angry, but it's just a problem.

I hate my roommate.

She's obnoxious and terrible and inconsiderate. She's on the phone constantly with either her boyfriend or her mother. She talks in baby talk to him while playing online Facebook games while I'm genuinely trying to get homework done. Why doesn't she hang out with her friends? When I'm not doing work, I'm always hanging out with my friends. But no. She's on the phone constantly.

It is just so frustrating having such an inconsiderate roommate. She even asked me earlier in the semester if her being on the phone bothers me, and I told her yes, and yet hardly anything has changed.

Of course, I'm too considerate to say anything about it usually, so I just go on bubbling and seething inside, getting dangerously close to snapping and yanking the phone out of her ear.

But so goes life. Hopefully next year I'll have a single and only share my room with Will, and then everything will be okay. I'll sleep when I want, do homework when I want, invite company over when I want, and everything will be fine.

Oh, that will be one blessed, glorious day.