Roommates

There are times when I do get along with them. Only those times are few and the moments that they are, they are usually out of forced politeness or pulled-by-your teeth responses to one another. I guess there was a downside to picking random roommates this year. Last year was absolutely lucky for me 'cause I got to meet V. This year has just been annoying. I'll trade my apartment mates anytime.

So here's instance #1 today that made me snicker and find it rather pathetic. I know some people are glued to the TV out of boredom, but others are just addicted. Addiction to the telly makes no sense to me. If there's only infomercials and Family Feud, why would you even turn the TV on? What a hypocrite, for someone that is also a "hippie". Way to conserve energy, and she complains that I leave my rice cooker plugged in for too long. She wastes her time in front of the TV for hours on everyday. So this afternoon, the TV in our living room decides to go berserk. It was plugged in, but would not turn on. The light was on. I was just standing there observing from a distance. Roommate A freaks out and gets pissed. She has like 2 hours to kill during her lunch hour and she has a midterm tomorrow. The TV is something she NEEDS to do to kill those hours. Are you freakin' kidding me? She gets all worked up and started to yell and have a mini tantrum. She decides to unplug and re-plug the TV cord back in. It works. The beast calms down and watches intently. Ridiculous.

Event #2. Both Roommates A and B want to have friends over for their "Terrific Tuesday" or whatever the hell it's called. It was basically a dinner they held in our apartment every Tuesday night for their friends. They can't cook. That's fine, but at least have some common sense when you're cooking in the kitchen. "How do you make tomato soup from scratch? What about grilled cheese sandwiches, do we need the recipe book for that?" Don't have people over for dinner if you're not prepared to serve them something edible. I rather have ramen over their cooking. Their friends, at first thought, didn't bother me when the idea came to mind. Actually having them over was a mistake. I have never heard so many Borat impressions done in the same hour by a handful of people, both girls and guys alike. That was funny years back, get over it. You're not funny, you're just a bunch of asses that need to get your own lives. You're like animals, noise come out of your mouths, but nothing can be understood because you find random shit amusing. Go home already, you guys find the same stuff hilarious every time you meet up, go continue it some place else!

I hate Tuesday nights. And if this continued after I finished writing this post, I would have had to smack some bitches up tonight. Thank God I don't have to waste my energy then. Good night.