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It's been over a month and a half since my last non-meme significant post! Sorry, every time I want to write an entry I lose words.
First off, happy birthday to my first ever LJ friend
behrbemine!! I love you so much!
Okay so, I don't know if I've complained about my roommates on here yet. I'm pretty sure I've meant to but never actually did. Anyway, out of the six of us three (Andy, Jon, and Tim) are huge potheads. They used to go out to the orchards to smoke but around december they started smoking in our bedroom. Out of all the apartments on campus which were full of potheads (including Justin, Tom, and Nate's room, in which all three of them smoke) they chose our bedroom to smoke in so there are always bunches of people who I don't know hanging out in my bedroom doing I-don't-even-know-what and I have to wait until they've finished and the room has aired out to go to bed. They usually would smoke 2-3 times a day and are annoying as hell when they're high. Jon was always really annoying, but he would be exponentially worse after smoking.
On the subject of Jon, I don't think I've ever hated anyone as much as I hate him, not even Joe Haas who was basically the bane of my existence for the whole of my senior year. Jon used to be alright. He was a little annoting, but nothing too bad, and sometimes he was actually fun to be around. He would work really hard, completing assignments a week in advance, keep to himself mostly, and everyone, even our RA came to him for help with chemistry. Then he began smoking pot. He started thinking he was really cool and never shut up. He sleeps all day, in our living room, and doesn't shower, making our whole apartment reek. Seriously, even when he showeredc he had a little bit of a funk, once he stopped showering it became so so so so so bad! People would walk into our apartment and cover their noses, it was so bad. He treats everything in the apartment as if it's his. I always find my pens and markers strewn about with his stuff and he ruined my crafting blades CLEANING OUT HIS WEED PIPE!! If that weren't enough reason to hate him, my one friend Amanda (oh, who Jon makes fun of all the time because they had a thing for about a week and he's all bitter) bought me a box of toaster strudels, because one day I was just talking about how I love toaster strudels but hadn't had one in forever. We ate two when she gave them to me, using the toaster in the cafeteria and I put the box in the freezer in our little mini fridge. The next day they were gone and, surprise surprise, Jon ate the whole box! I can't stand him, hopefully he'll be kicked out of our room after what just happened.
What just happened was a huge drug and alcohol bust in our room. I was in the living room watching tv, as I always do when my roommates are partying, and there was knock on the door. I went to open it, as I always do when my roommates are partying, since they're too occupied to bother to let in their guests, only this time it wasn't some random stoner or drunk, it was campus police:
Police: Hi, what's going on here?
Me: Nothing, just watching 'Lost'.
Police: Do you have roommates?
Me: Mhmm
Police: Are they here?
Me: Yep
Police: Can we come in?
Me: Sure. (opens door for officers)
Police: (while entering) Any chance they're drinking?
Me: I really don't involve myself in their activities.
So they knocked on the bedroom doors and found Ryan, Steph, and Megan (all of whom I like) in the drinking room with Tim, Jon, Grant, Dustin, and Anthony, (all potheads who I don't particularly like). Then they went to the door to mine, Jon, and Andy's room and found Andy in there with a bunch of his friends. They pulled everyone out into the computer room and took down everyone's information and wrote them all citations for drinking, except Andy's friends who had come to smoke pot but, luckily for them, hadn't started yet and were let off free.
After everyone was gone they had us all clean the beer out of the drinking room while they searched the pot room. When we had finished they brought out all the paraphernalia and had the guys say whose it was, almost all of them were Tim's, and also pulled out a plastic baggie with Aderol in it which Jon claimed he used "for studying" (oh yeah, because he actually goes to class, yeah right) but they told him that either way it was illegal for him to have prescription drugs which weren't prescribed to him.
So that's the biggest thing which has happened to me in recent events. Right now I'm home on Spring Break until Monday (my birthday!) when I have to go back to school.
It's been over a month and a half since my last non-meme significant post! Sorry, every time I want to write an entry I lose words.
First off, happy birthday to my first ever LJ friend
behrbemine!! I love you so much!
Okay so, I don't know if I've complained about my roommates on here yet. I'm pretty sure I've meant to but never actually did. Anyway, out of the six of us three (Andy, Jon, and Tim) are huge potheads. They used to go out to the orchards to smoke but around december they started smoking in our bedroom. Out of all the apartments on campus which were full of potheads (including Justin, Tom, and Nate's room, in which all three of them smoke) they chose our bedroom to smoke in so there are always bunches of people who I don't know hanging out in my bedroom doing I-don't-even-know-what and I have to wait until they've finished and the room has aired out to go to bed. They usually would smoke 2-3 times a day and are annoying as hell when they're high. Jon was always really annoying, but he would be exponentially worse after smoking.
On the subject of Jon, I don't think I've ever hated anyone as much as I hate him, not even Joe Haas who was basically the bane of my existence for the whole of my senior year. Jon used to be alright. He was a little annoting, but nothing too bad, and sometimes he was actually fun to be around. He would work really hard, completing assignments a week in advance, keep to himself mostly, and everyone, even our RA came to him for help with chemistry. Then he began smoking pot. He started thinking he was really cool and never shut up. He sleeps all day, in our living room, and doesn't shower, making our whole apartment reek. Seriously, even when he showeredc he had a little bit of a funk, once he stopped showering it became so so so so so bad! People would walk into our apartment and cover their noses, it was so bad. He treats everything in the apartment as if it's his. I always find my pens and markers strewn about with his stuff and he ruined my crafting blades CLEANING OUT HIS WEED PIPE!! If that weren't enough reason to hate him, my one friend Amanda (oh, who Jon makes fun of all the time because they had a thing for about a week and he's all bitter) bought me a box of toaster strudels, because one day I was just talking about how I love toaster strudels but hadn't had one in forever. We ate two when she gave them to me, using the toaster in the cafeteria and I put the box in the freezer in our little mini fridge. The next day they were gone and, surprise surprise, Jon ate the whole box! I can't stand him, hopefully he'll be kicked out of our room after what just happened.
What just happened was a huge drug and alcohol bust in our room. I was in the living room watching tv, as I always do when my roommates are partying, and there was knock on the door. I went to open it, as I always do when my roommates are partying, since they're too occupied to bother to let in their guests, only this time it wasn't some random stoner or drunk, it was campus police:
Police: Hi, what's going on here?
Me: Nothing, just watching 'Lost'.
Police: Do you have roommates?
Me: Mhmm
Police: Are they here?
Me: Yep
Police: Can we come in?
Me: Sure. (opens door for officers)
Police: (while entering) Any chance they're drinking?
Me: I really don't involve myself in their activities.
So they knocked on the bedroom doors and found Ryan, Steph, and Megan (all of whom I like) in the drinking room with Tim, Jon, Grant, Dustin, and Anthony, (all potheads who I don't particularly like). Then they went to the door to mine, Jon, and Andy's room and found Andy in there with a bunch of his friends. They pulled everyone out into the computer room and took down everyone's information and wrote them all citations for drinking, except Andy's friends who had come to smoke pot but, luckily for them, hadn't started yet and were let off free.
After everyone was gone they had us all clean the beer out of the drinking room while they searched the pot room. When we had finished they brought out all the paraphernalia and had the guys say whose it was, almost all of them were Tim's, and also pulled out a plastic baggie with Aderol in it which Jon claimed he used "for studying" (oh yeah, because he actually goes to class, yeah right) but they told him that either way it was illegal for him to have prescription drugs which weren't prescribed to him.
So that's the biggest thing which has happened to me in recent events. Right now I'm home on Spring Break until Monday (my birthday!) when I have to go back to school.