I never ever ever ever want another roommate who lives in the suburbs, like a stereotypical suburbanite, and is high strung...
The world caters to her.
Because she is living a little less comfortably than she would like in the dorm, I have to live A LOT less comfortably than I would like. Not exactly a fair trade up.
And she has to play her shitty music really loudly, loud enough to hear when I am walking up the stairwell, all the time. She has NO respect for me. I ask her to turn it down or not play it so often...it's not like I don't let her know I hate it.
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And if I have to hear about her petty boy/friend/people/whatever problems ONE MORE TIME I WILL JUST DIE. I will combust. I don't think she realizes NEVER EVER EVER to make a redhead ANGRY.
