Could I ever fully express how happy I am to live in a four bedroom apartment?
I am very hungry. I don't want to go into the kitchen. This is because of Amber, who will start talking to herself, or (even worse) to me, if I set foot outside my room (and probably even if I stay in here). It's enough to always hear her whistling or singing to her Christmas music/soft rock/God channel (even at 8 in the morning, which is almost lunch time for her, since she gets up at 5:30 every day - even weekends). And let's not forget about the times when I am in the living room with the TV on, typing on my computer, and listening to music - and she decides to start chatting me up about how the weather is decent outside. I do not care about the weather more than knowing how many layers to wear to avoid death, and I certainly don't care about the weather after I'm already back inside for the night.
My other two roommates always have their doors closed to avoid her, but I hate shutting myself in my room all the time. The side effect is having to bear her walking by and randomly starting conversation. It's not my fault that you don't have anyone but your grandma to talk to, and frankly, that makes you boring.
GO GET SOME FRIENDS AND LEAVE THE APARTMENT FOR MORE THAN JUST CLASS AND CHURCH.
My other two roommates always have their doors closed to avoid her, but I hate shutting myself in my room all the time. The side effect is having to bear her walking by and randomly starting conversation. It's not my fault that you don't have anyone but your grandma to talk to, and frankly, that makes you boring.
GO GET SOME FRIENDS AND LEAVE THE APARTMENT FOR MORE THAN JUST CLASS AND CHURCH.