Life's like an hourglass glued to the table...
Things I have grown accustom to:
*The good shower is the third one. The first one has no water pressure, and the second goes from extream heat to extream cold in .4 seconds, and the 4th and 5th...I never see anyone in so I just assume they suck.
*I can have a damn coffee maker if I want one; I just can't let them see it.
*My roomate and I's betta is gay; that's what we get for naming him Aqua.
*The second sink doesn't drain well. NOT good for doing dishes.
*If you give someone here your number, BEWARE! They will call.
*Boys, apparently, like to stalk me...(thankfully my stalker finally got bored. I'm serious. I had a stalker that called me a lot and always happend to be outside my door whenever I walked out.)
*Post it notes can annoy the hell out of people...when you plaster them all over their door with cutesy love sayings such as: "If your a bird, I'm a bird."
*If you want a private phone conversation, you have a better shot of hell freezing over.
*There is no need to go to psychology; she puts her notes on the internet, and all her class is is reading those notes allowed...in a class of 300.
*I have to come to the computer lab to get on the internet. That's just life. Well, until monday at least.
* I have the worst memory ever and suck at names, so will promptly forget the person's name whom I am talking to 2 seconds after they have intrudeced themselves to me.
*My roomate and I get along (we bonded over our gay fish...)
*I am happy.
*The good shower is the third one. The first one has no water pressure, and the second goes from extream heat to extream cold in .4 seconds, and the 4th and 5th...I never see anyone in so I just assume they suck.
*I can have a damn coffee maker if I want one; I just can't let them see it.
*My roomate and I's betta is gay; that's what we get for naming him Aqua.
*The second sink doesn't drain well. NOT good for doing dishes.
*If you give someone here your number, BEWARE! They will call.
*Boys, apparently, like to stalk me...(thankfully my stalker finally got bored. I'm serious. I had a stalker that called me a lot and always happend to be outside my door whenever I walked out.)
*Post it notes can annoy the hell out of people...when you plaster them all over their door with cutesy love sayings such as: "If your a bird, I'm a bird."
*If you want a private phone conversation, you have a better shot of hell freezing over.
*There is no need to go to psychology; she puts her notes on the internet, and all her class is is reading those notes allowed...in a class of 300.
*I have to come to the computer lab to get on the internet. That's just life. Well, until monday at least.
* I have the worst memory ever and suck at names, so will promptly forget the person's name whom I am talking to 2 seconds after they have intrudeced themselves to me.
*My roomate and I get along (we bonded over our gay fish...)
*I am happy.