Sep 01, 2006 15:18
Hi all,
Yes, I am finally writing from London. Crazy.
So, problem: my roommate? Kind of... weird. Seems really happy and innocent- big smile, red curly hair. First thing she asks me after she introduces herself is: So, what should I know about you as a roommate?
Me: bzuh? *blinks*
Yeah... nice to meet her, too, I know. All business. I think she thinks a lot of herself- keeps talking about the school she went to as if I should have clearly heard of it. Already found out she went on full scholarship and has a full-ride to college, too. She's playing music right now, and she keeps switching it, as if to showcase her fabulous and sophisticated taste in music. And she kept asking if it was okay if she put on this scotch-irish folk music she's really into, and I sure as hell haven't heard it yet. I mean, in return I told her I listen to South African pop, japanese techno, and french musicals (to name a few), so whatever she wanted to listen to was fine by me. I kind of have a huge urge to blast Metallica right now, though.
So. Needless to say, the unpacking isn't going so well, because I might request a change... A flatmate and I would rather double than with our current roommates, but how do you tell them that? Or the school? *sigh*
Anyway, I'm on 30 straight hours of no sleep right now, and feeling awfully horribly guilty about neglecting the flist and the fandom for the past week or so. So- my sincerest apologies (I know, again?) but this too shall pass, and the sooner the better.
Hugs to all.