I've just had the strangest day.
I came in at 4:30 am today to find my flatmates had barracaded my bedroom door with the kitchen table. As in, the table that all four of us sit around to eat at. It was actually the funniest thing that has happened to me all week. I was pissed off my head and I honestly thought I was seeing things, like, the table was blocking the whole width of my door and it's also quite a high, heavy table, so it's not as if I could have just shoved it out of the way. And it was just so funny because they had put a plate setting out, with a glass of wine, a newspaper and our goldfish bowl with a dining chair, as if someone was gonna sit in our corridor and eat off the table directly infront of my door. Due to my inebriated state, I was having trouble trying to figure out how exactly to get past said table. After numerous attempts of climbing OVER the table and almost knocking over fishes Candy and Floss, I decided to crawl under it, snake my hand up to the door knob and collapse in my room. Only to wake up this morning with the table still blocking my way and a note from my wonderful flatmates saying "Naz, for God's sake, we know you were drunk but would you mind not leaving kitchen tables in our hallway? It's a health and safety hazard and we think you're a little weird, and maybe a tiny bit strong, to be moving tables around."
I finally moved the table after complaining (quite jokingly) about bullying, when I get back into the kitchen to find they'd all 'dissapeared'. They were actually hiding behind the curtains, giggling very loudly.
They then decide it's a good time to go shopping for a Christmas tree. We've bought one and it is bootiful.
Alan, a guy going for RA (Resident's Association), then comes up to the flat to tell us to vote for him, and after I flirt with him for a while my flatmates start screaming "YOU WANNA HAVE HIS BAAAAABIES, GET SERIOUS LIKE CRAZY" as soon as he walks out. They then find out that a 50 year old Asian bloke tried to pull me last night, to which Liz replies "OHMYGOD, Naz has slept with my Grandad!"
Liz is white.
Not to mention the fact that I didn't actually sleep with old Asian man.
My flatmates are weird.
I finally moved the table after complaining (quite jokingly) about bullying, when I get back into the kitchen to find they'd all 'dissapeared'. They were actually hiding behind the curtains, giggling very loudly.
They then decide it's a good time to go shopping for a Christmas tree. We've bought one and it is bootiful.
Alan, a guy going for RA (Resident's Association), then comes up to the flat to tell us to vote for him, and after I flirt with him for a while my flatmates start screaming "YOU WANNA HAVE HIS BAAAAABIES, GET SERIOUS LIKE CRAZY" as soon as he walks out. They then find out that a 50 year old Asian bloke tried to pull me last night, to which Liz replies "OHMYGOD, Naz has slept with my Grandad!"
Liz is white.
Not to mention the fact that I didn't actually sleep with old Asian man.
My flatmates are weird.