Celebrate the irony.
Ok, so I'm incrediby swamped right now. Within the span of two weeks, I have five midterms, two essays, and art project, a 4-page paper, and two big interviews. Seriously....? However, somehow miraculously, I still find time to do legendary things with my best friends. For Ian's birthday, we all dressed up in togas and neckties and went running around downtown Bouder all night. We ate Chipotle and had a photo scavenger hunt in Target and sang happy birthday to him on a crowded Bound bus. Kyla and I were the cheer leaders for the indoor intramural soccer team, and we wore knee socs and rolled up our jeans to show them off, and the other team was way jealous. We watched Idiocracy late at night and fell asleep with 5 of us all on one couch. I love them all so incredibly much.
On the other hand, Elizabeth is becoming more and more unbearable. Ever since last weekend when she wrote me a scathing email accusing me of everything I've done all semester that makes me a horrible roommate, I can't think of any way to actually talk to her. So, instead of standing up for my dignity, I've sort of just started complying with her email demands and not being on speaking terms. Latest complaint: She decided we're hosting a huge mardi gras party in our room on Saturday... but she didn't actually tell me about it. Instead, I found out when I found the event invitation on Facebook. Why does she not speak to me? It hurts my feelings and makes me feel bad about myself. I can't stand not getting along with people, especially those I see on a daily basis. Fortuately, basically everybody is on my side on this one, and I think Elizabeth is just going to end up pusing herself away from our group of friends. Almost everyone is mad at her now, for all different reasons. She's emotionally unstable, and she does not realize how important it is to communicate with people. She hides things from people ad doesn't let anyone in on anything important, and it's biting her in the ass. I really want to talk to her and fix things at least between her and me, but I'm too cowardly to initiate a conversation that I know neither of us really wants to have. So, I procrastinate. For now.
I'm exhausted: I need a vacation. I also need to spend less time in my room, because being in my room means doing homework and being around Elizabeth, neither of which I'm very enthusiastic about right now. I think maybe I just need to try harder.
On the other hand, Elizabeth is becoming more and more unbearable. Ever since last weekend when she wrote me a scathing email accusing me of everything I've done all semester that makes me a horrible roommate, I can't think of any way to actually talk to her. So, instead of standing up for my dignity, I've sort of just started complying with her email demands and not being on speaking terms. Latest complaint: She decided we're hosting a huge mardi gras party in our room on Saturday... but she didn't actually tell me about it. Instead, I found out when I found the event invitation on Facebook. Why does she not speak to me? It hurts my feelings and makes me feel bad about myself. I can't stand not getting along with people, especially those I see on a daily basis. Fortuately, basically everybody is on my side on this one, and I think Elizabeth is just going to end up pusing herself away from our group of friends. Almost everyone is mad at her now, for all different reasons. She's emotionally unstable, and she does not realize how important it is to communicate with people. She hides things from people ad doesn't let anyone in on anything important, and it's biting her in the ass. I really want to talk to her and fix things at least between her and me, but I'm too cowardly to initiate a conversation that I know neither of us really wants to have. So, I procrastinate. For now.
I'm exhausted: I need a vacation. I also need to spend less time in my room, because being in my room means doing homework and being around Elizabeth, neither of which I'm very enthusiastic about right now. I think maybe I just need to try harder.