stfu I'm allowed to bitch about people sometimes.
... Why the shit did my friend call me on my cell phone to ask me where coconut milk is shelved in Coles. How the crap should I know. I guessed the Asian food aisle. This is the same chick who asked me if she should crack her egg into her curry because she wanted to boil it. (NO. YOU DO NOT CRACK EGGS INTO ANY KIND OF LIQUID IF YOU WANT TO BOIL THEM. YOU BOIL THEM FIRST, AND THEN CRACK THEM. GOOD GRIEF.) And the same chick who refused to believe me for a long time when I told her that a) frying her vegetables until they were limp didn't mean that they were cooked, it meant that they were dead and had no nutritional value anymore, and b) putting more oil into a frying pan doesn't make food cook faster; it just makes it greasy. I picked up the phone and she asked me that and I had to bite my tongue before replying with: "... Dude, yanno, there are people who work at Coles who would probably be able to help you better with that." And then she asked me what coconut milk was called, and I said "... coconut milk", and then she asked me if they'd know what coconut milk was, to which I replied that they ought to know, since they work there and have probably shelved thousands of the damn cans. Or, if not, they certainly have buddies who would've done so. Why on earth would she call me from Coles and then ask me where the coconut milk is when there are people working there who can help askbgkdbg I do not understand this girl at all. I get so frustrated when I talk to her sometimes because I point out the simplest things and she just frowns in confusion at me like I just blasted rocket science at her. Statements like "I like wearing lots of layers but I can't do that in the summer 'cause it's too hot" makes her give me a puzzled look. And I'm completely stumped because I don't know how to make my statement any clearer. I know I'm unclear when I say things a lot of the time, I understand people telling me to slow down and explain what I just said, but when it's that simple... blah.
See, this is why I don't believe that opposites attract. They might do in some cases. But this girl is my complete opposite, and although I don't loathe her, she grates on my nerves so easily. I'm messy and she's fussy; I'm slightly tomboyish and she's ridiculously effeminate; I love to give and she only offers things of hers when she deems them garbage; I have liberal views and hers are insanely conservative and traditional. You'd think that that would even us out, but no. I hate having to wait for her to pretty herself up when we head out somewhere to look around shops. I find the way she flutters her eyelashes and holds her hand all lady-like really irritating. I hate that I have to second-guess every time she offers me something because it's likely to have just hit its expiration date. I find it sad that we can't enjoy a single movie together, just because she only ever watches high school drama and/or romantic movies, and I dislike high school and/or romantic movies with a passion. I probably annoy her a lot too just because I don't seem to care about anything, I'm loud and unclean and completely un-ladylike and have a huge potty mouth.
So much for opposites attracting, huh? I don't know about you guys, but I prefer like-minded people.
Also rah rah LiveJournal rah profiles rah what were you thinking rah, I'd be more annoyed but I think the swarm of infuriated Lj users have somehow mellowed me out with their outrage.