my roommate and i are having some sort of unspoken war. she blasts her russian or ghetto music and then i blast my emorock music back. and we are in very close proximity to each other.

it's quite like carol's situation with her old housemate. the flat gets so dirty and both are so reluctant to clean up until one person always finally cleans up. and that person is always me because as messy as i am and laissez faire i am about hygiene most of the time, i'm not as filthy as she is. it has come to the point where i hide my water and toilet paper because i have ALWAYS bought the toilet roll when we ran out. i'm hoping to force her into a corner where she finally realizes we should be taking turns to buy toilet paper. let's see how long she can cope without toilet paper.

i wish i had turkey, peas and mash for thanksgiving. sigh.

oh it is incredibly painful to live with another person and i think i am most definitely getting a single my freshman year.

+ posted by M @ 10:35 AM