I heard this comment after having said hello to one of my suitemates when I came in this afternoon from working a festival booth AND lugging around a camera and tripod for an hour and a half in the hot friggin' Georgia summer sun. I had already blacked-out from the heat once that day. I was hot, sticky, I probably smell bad [I'm taking a shower later, I'm too lazy right now], so all I really wanted to do was crash in my room. Well, after a brief "Hey," I heard her whisper to her roomate "I don't she likes me very much."
And in my head I'm thinking "Oh shut up, pity whore." So, she may have a point. xd
No, it's not that I don't like her, I was just tired. But sometimes they do piss me off; times such as when they come into my room and I'm trying to take a nap and they shine a flashlight in my eyes, or when I'm working on a paper and they start a screaming contest right outside my door, or when they have a wrestling contest and I have to dead-bolt my door to keep their drunk-asses out. So many things. So, so many things.
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