Note to Self: Remember, she's only 22
I really could have a much worse roommate. I know that. But Kristan really is a piece of work.We went to Target the other day after class. We were looking at the gaucho pants (yes, they're everywhere, but they're so comfortable!) I picked up a pair of size smalls, and she picked up a pair of mediums. Since I already have 2 pairs, I put mine back. She went to try them on, and when she came back, she said to me, "I don't know how you thought you were going to fit into the smalls. I tried on the mediums and they were perfect for me." I'm not supermodel, but I'm only 115lbs. She's at least 40lbs larger than me, and I'm being perfectly honest about that. Does she think she's the same size as me? I saw her wear them yesterday too. They do not fit - they're too small on her. Eek! Even so, girl needs to learn some tact.
Yesterday, on our way to our friend James' party, she asked me why everyone thinks she's so obsessed with Christian, our cohort leader from Foundations week. The look I gave her must have shown my utter disbelief, because she said, "What? I really don't get it!" So I told her that it was really obvious since she talks about him constantly, and whenever he's around, she stares at him like an adoring fan, and freaks out if he puts a hand on her shoulder. It's like watching a 14 year old outside a Backstreet Boys concert! Christian's not the only object of her adoration either. Pretty much any guy who isn't deformed is subject to her drooling. And the worst part of this? Because she always hangs out with me, people are starting to think that I'm the same way! There's this guy named Kenley who lives 2 doors down from us, and he always sits around in his room with his shirt off. Every time Kristan sees him, she asks him why he's wearing a shirt, and when will she get to see him without it on next? The other day, there was some random guy sitting in the courtyard without his shirt on, and Kenley turns to me and says, "there's your man without a shirt." Hello? I don't give two flying shits about half-naked men! I'm not the one asking him to take his shirt off every 5 minutes. Oh, and the classic? While we were signing up for clubs yesterday, I went with Kristan to the Latin club booth so she could sign up. They asked if I wanted to join, and I politely declined, telling them that my interests were actually in the Asian sector of the business market. What does Kristan do? She blurts out, "But she's definitely interested in Latin men!" Everyone at the booth, including me, just turned and looked at her like she was an idiot, and she looked at us and was like, "What?"
By far my favorite Kristan moment from this week was lunch on Thursday when she declared to our table that only Type A people are successful. Yeah. Hope your foot tastes good.
posted by MelissaJ @ 3:21 AM
2 Comments:
wish I could, but we live in the dorms. Unless I kill her, I'm stuck with her for the semester.
They pick for us, unfortunately. We can apply to stay in our same rooms, which I plan on doing, since I hate moving. I just hope she doesn't.
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