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myOtaku.com: Una Maxwell 02


Thursday, October 7, 2004

   Sick!
I is sick! ^^ It's gross--my nose is all screwed up and I'm doped up on Sudafed and Advil. Weeeee! Worse thing is, my roommate is being an inconsiderate string of expletives, so I'm going to talk to the hall AA to see if I can move to a new room. It'd be good for me to room, as I'm about this close ( ) to throttling her spoiled princess butt. Normally I wouldn't care, because I know most of the girls here aren't from my kind of upbringing (lower middle-class in which we all contribute to the family structure...or whatever), but jeebus she couldn't be more inconsiderate if she tried!
1) she loves the room to be freezing cold so she can bury herself under her sheets, comforter, and thermal blanket. That means she'll leave the window open all night. The nights here are cold and wet, and my bed was right next to the window (because stupid me didn't know that about her when we were arranging the room) hence the sickness. So I talk to her when I first start getting snuffly, and she's like "Well, there are only so many clothes I can take off..." in a really whiny voice. I'm too tired to care, so when she suggests leaving one partially cracked, I just cave because all I want to do is sleep.
2)The next day, I crawl down to the Health Center to get checked out because I feel like I've been beaten with the oar of Death. Before this, I take it upon myself to rearrange the room so I can get my bed away from the window. I'm doing this, I'm out of breath, and I'm wheezing up a storm...well she comes in, watches me for a couple of seconds to see if I'm going to do something mildly interesting (like collapse or something!) and then leaves. She doesn't offer to help or even ask me what I'm doing. Then she keeps giving me these looks like "oh, you're not really sick" and "my knee hurts worse than yours" blech!
3)While I was out picking up soup (because I'm not going into the dining hall full of people with this mess in my head) I realized that she constantly drinks up my juice and stuff, but she has never once contributed to the groceries. I had this epiphany in the middle of Wal*Mart, and would've started cursing up a storm if Nina and Jess hadn't been there to calm me down.

I hope my AA can help me. I really, really need to get out of this room...
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