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I decided a few days ago that maybe (obviously/undeniably) I am a difficult person. And maybe I am being too quick to lable Michelle a super-tard. So I started really trying to be nice to her and just give up not liking her.
No. No. It just didn't work. She is 100% hateable. She shut me out of the bathroom this morning. I put some lotion on my face and then I was standing in the door way to get my makeup box when michelle comes up behind me and grabs her hairdryer, pushes past me and shuts the fucking door. I just stood there and laughed because it was so ridiculous.
She talked about 20 minutes on the phone about how she's just a good person and she can't respect her friends because they just aren't as good as her. And that she tries, oh she tries, to overlook their flaws but she can't. Because they're _______ (sluts, retarded, ghetto, too white, etc.)
Then she said that she hates people who brag and that the only reason that she brags is because she has actual stuff to brag about. She seriously said this.
Whatever, I am officially getting a new roommate.
I have a super duper tardy class on mondays. But, I used my skills of complaint to make new friends. Because what do hipsters like most of all? Bitching about shit and Lordy knows that I am SO GOOD at whinning about crap.
Ewwww: my gross drawing teacher, scip, totally did the dead (let's be dated with slang, no?) with this horrible girl Vicky a few days before she went back to Ohio (transfered to a different school). I almost THREW UP in the mouth.
Also, I went over to hang out at my neighbors' last night for the first time. They are a) hilarious b) the biggest stoners that I have ever met, bar none. NO one can beat these kids. I was with them for maybe like 3 or 4 hours and they smoked up 4 times. They are all super nice and funny but goddamn.
Also, I am becoming a super fantastic vegan cook and I am much improved at seeing auoras. hotDAMN.
Oh no way, I spend Saturday afternoon reading every entry ever of www.tard-blog.com funniest/most tragic thing ever. Best possible way to have spent that afternoon.
Becca- I had a weird dream that you and I were in a running race and then we both freaked out, is everything going alright at MICA?
No. No. It just didn't work. She is 100% hateable. She shut me out of the bathroom this morning. I put some lotion on my face and then I was standing in the door way to get my makeup box when michelle comes up behind me and grabs her hairdryer, pushes past me and shuts the fucking door. I just stood there and laughed because it was so ridiculous.
She talked about 20 minutes on the phone about how she's just a good person and she can't respect her friends because they just aren't as good as her. And that she tries, oh she tries, to overlook their flaws but she can't. Because they're _______ (sluts, retarded, ghetto, too white, etc.)
Then she said that she hates people who brag and that the only reason that she brags is because she has actual stuff to brag about. She seriously said this.
Whatever, I am officially getting a new roommate.
I have a super duper tardy class on mondays. But, I used my skills of complaint to make new friends. Because what do hipsters like most of all? Bitching about shit and Lordy knows that I am SO GOOD at whinning about crap.
Ewwww: my gross drawing teacher, scip, totally did the dead (let's be dated with slang, no?) with this horrible girl Vicky a few days before she went back to Ohio (transfered to a different school). I almost THREW UP in the mouth.
Also, I went over to hang out at my neighbors' last night for the first time. They are a) hilarious b) the biggest stoners that I have ever met, bar none. NO one can beat these kids. I was with them for maybe like 3 or 4 hours and they smoked up 4 times. They are all super nice and funny but goddamn.
Also, I am becoming a super fantastic vegan cook and I am much improved at seeing auoras. hotDAMN.
Oh no way, I spend Saturday afternoon reading every entry ever of www.tard-blog.com funniest/most tragic thing ever. Best possible way to have spent that afternoon.
Becca- I had a weird dream that you and I were in a running race and then we both freaked out, is everything going alright at MICA?