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Two days, I get a text message from my ex-roommate saying that she was coming up this weekend and staying at the apartment. There is no one living in her room, so we do have a spare, but she did not ask at all, she just... announced. And I'm sorry, that shit is rude. This text also arrived one day before she was supposed to come.
However, I didn't see her once yesterday. At one point, me and my other roommates went in there to talk (so Jessica's boyfriend wouldn't hear us) and we noticed two suitcases, BECAUSE AMANDA HAD BROUGHT A GUEST WITHOUT ASKING. So, that's strike two.
This morning! This motherfrakking morning at eleven thirty she sailed in shouting "WAKE UP, BITCHES! I'M HERE." And I am not kidding. I woke up and was like, who the fuck is that? And realized it was Amanda. When no one answered her calls, she proceeded to bitch loudly in the living room. I still didn't go out.
Then I got up, brushed my teeth in an angry, Papadama-like way, and then heard Esther in the kitchen, so I went to be all *raised eyebrows* at her. As we're talking about last night's Pep Rally, Amanda sneaks up behind me and jumps on me. Some of you might not know this, but I'll tell you right now: not only am I very jumpy, but I hate surprises and being snuck up on. So then Amanda was like "HI HONEY BEAR" and I was like omfg omfg and I was civil but mentally all !!!! and now I don't want to see her any more but I bet she's staying tonight and ARG SO MUCH ARG! HATE!
I had to leave today's game because we were playing embarrassingly poorly, and I can't tolerate games with close scores, let alone ones that we could conceivably lose, so I was like LATER BITCHES and timed my arrival with the buses pretty damn well, so now I am home. In my epic BSG rewatch, I am finally to the finale. Mind you, I have only seen it once, and I am quite terrified to do so again. IT IS GOING TO RIP ME OPEN AND LEAVE ME LIKE THAT. I'm not sure I can handle it.
However, I didn't see her once yesterday. At one point, me and my other roommates went in there to talk (so Jessica's boyfriend wouldn't hear us) and we noticed two suitcases, BECAUSE AMANDA HAD BROUGHT A GUEST WITHOUT ASKING. So, that's strike two.
This morning! This motherfrakking morning at eleven thirty she sailed in shouting "WAKE UP, BITCHES! I'M HERE." And I am not kidding. I woke up and was like, who the fuck is that? And realized it was Amanda. When no one answered her calls, she proceeded to bitch loudly in the living room. I still didn't go out.
Then I got up, brushed my teeth in an angry, Papadama-like way, and then heard Esther in the kitchen, so I went to be all *raised eyebrows* at her. As we're talking about last night's Pep Rally, Amanda sneaks up behind me and jumps on me. Some of you might not know this, but I'll tell you right now: not only am I very jumpy, but I hate surprises and being snuck up on. So then Amanda was like "HI HONEY BEAR" and I was like omfg omfg and I was civil but mentally all !!!! and now I don't want to see her any more but I bet she's staying tonight and ARG SO MUCH ARG! HATE!
I had to leave today's game because we were playing embarrassingly poorly, and I can't tolerate games with close scores, let alone ones that we could conceivably lose, so I was like LATER BITCHES and timed my arrival with the buses pretty damn well, so now I am home. In my epic BSG rewatch, I am finally to the finale. Mind you, I have only seen it once, and I am quite terrified to do so again. IT IS GOING TO RIP ME OPEN AND LEAVE ME LIKE THAT. I'm not sure I can handle it.