Disturbing behavior.
When I woke up this morning, Buffy had already left for her classes. I guess I can't say that's a bad thing, since lately she's kind of been a Negative Nancy about most things. It's hard always being the Susie Sunshine of the dorm, but I guess I'm always chipper, so that's okay. What kind of irked me, just a little, was that she used the last of my milk. Again. I mean, I can only ask her to buy her own milk so many times before I start to look like the bad guy here. I totally don't mind sharing .. but, she could at least chip in on the expenses. Not that milk is exactly expensive or anything, but still. It's more like the consideration, or lack thereof.
Come to think of it, a lot of Buffy's habits have been grating on my nerves lately. I really thought this semester would be superfun. Buffy seemed like a nice girl at first .. I just don't know where it all went wrong. Maybe it's the weird bag of weaponry she keeps in her closet. Whatever, it isn't important. I guess I am just going to have to start labelling everything in the fridge so that this little mix-up doesn't happen again. Should be easy enough -- I'm pretty sure everything in there is mine, anyway. I swear, that girl is too lazy to even go shopping for herself.
Oh my gosh, hold on! I need to start this song over.
There, much better. So yeah, aside from that .. and leaving the window open all night, and being a general sour-puss about anything and everything, I think Buffy's a great roommate. Kind of weird, I guess, the way she comes and goes at all hours. But whatever. The more time that she spends away from here the better, I think. Her mood swings have been dragging me down lately. I swear it's like she's constantly PMSing or something, but I guess we can't all be in a great mood all the time. Especially when our name is Buffy Summers.
Anyway, I decided to leave a note for her, just to remind her of a few things in case I'm not here when she gets back. I made sure to label my milk, "Kathy with a k!" .. along with all of the other food items in the 'fridge which are mine. Which basically did turn out to be everything in there aside from some moldy leftovers of hers. She's really not the cleanest person alive either, is she? Oh well, off to class. Hopefully Buffy'll be out all night again. It's nice not having to deal with her unfriendly attitude .. not to mention her snoring.
Besides, I don't want to have to deal with running into her after I borrowed that pink halter of hers. I mean, it was just a little coffee stain, hardly even noticeable. Still, knowing Buffy she will probably blow it way out of proportion. Ah well, maybe she won't even notice. It's not like she takes the best care of her things, exactly. She'll probably think she was the one to spill on herself. Shrugging the thought from my mind, I closed the door behind me before heading off down the hallway and toward my next class.
Come to think of it, a lot of Buffy's habits have been grating on my nerves lately. I really thought this semester would be superfun. Buffy seemed like a nice girl at first .. I just don't know where it all went wrong. Maybe it's the weird bag of weaponry she keeps in her closet. Whatever, it isn't important. I guess I am just going to have to start labelling everything in the fridge so that this little mix-up doesn't happen again. Should be easy enough -- I'm pretty sure everything in there is mine, anyway. I swear, that girl is too lazy to even go shopping for herself.
Oh my gosh, hold on! I need to start this song over.
There, much better. So yeah, aside from that .. and leaving the window open all night, and being a general sour-puss about anything and everything, I think Buffy's a great roommate. Kind of weird, I guess, the way she comes and goes at all hours. But whatever. The more time that she spends away from here the better, I think. Her mood swings have been dragging me down lately. I swear it's like she's constantly PMSing or something, but I guess we can't all be in a great mood all the time. Especially when our name is Buffy Summers.
Anyway, I decided to leave a note for her, just to remind her of a few things in case I'm not here when she gets back. I made sure to label my milk, "Kathy with a k!" .. along with all of the other food items in the 'fridge which are mine. Which basically did turn out to be everything in there aside from some moldy leftovers of hers. She's really not the cleanest person alive either, is she? Oh well, off to class. Hopefully Buffy'll be out all night again. It's nice not having to deal with her unfriendly attitude .. not to mention her snoring.
Besides, I don't want to have to deal with running into her after I borrowed that pink halter of hers. I mean, it was just a little coffee stain, hardly even noticeable. Still, knowing Buffy she will probably blow it way out of proportion. Ah well, maybe she won't even notice. It's not like she takes the best care of her things, exactly. She'll probably think she was the one to spill on herself. Shrugging the thought from my mind, I closed the door behind me before heading off down the hallway and toward my next class.