Jul 23, 2006 20:49
Anne, my Chinese flatmate with the super squeaky laugh whom I thought was 20 (it said so in the ad on nzflatfinder) is actually 18. Her boyfriend Eric left to go home yesterday. because she talked about him nonstop all day, new and rather scandalous information came out into the open.
Eric the softspoken, outrageously obsessive-compulsive, (borderline fundamentalist?) Christian dude with the southern twang who comes from the mountains of western North Carolina, whom I thought was no more than 26, is in actuality 30 years old. He met Anne because he taught her how to speak English. He has had 5 prior relationships and was once engaged to be married, but apparently she was a greedy bitch and spent all his money, which is why he currently doesn't have any savings. He was dating someone when he met Anne as a student in China. He left for a week without telling the woman he was dating to go on holiday with Anne and her parents, after which Anne made him break up with the other woman.
...riiiight. She's barely even legal... wow. I take it back, Anne isn't like a mouse... at all.
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