She's odd.
I'm really not sure how to react to or about Stacy as of yet. We don't make eye contact or talk on the rare ocassions when she or her boyfriend open her bedroom door to make the trip to the kitchen or the front door. She doesn't talk. Mostly because I doubt she has anything to say. She's not attractive. I'm entirely not interested in her in that sense. Yet still I find myself angered. I somehow convinced myself that anyone who moved in was going to become my friend, because thats whats always happened. I guess I was wrong. :(