Random Babbling Post #26

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Ha, Laiwethel - welcome to the hell that is shared student housing.

When I moved out of residence I shared an apartment with three computer science guys - a.k.a. those mysterious slovenly mole people who stay up until five a.m. finishing the homework due that day and then sleep until well past noon - regardless of when they were supposed to be in class. I swear, I heard the three of them comment along the lines of "Well my program works, kind of, well enough to get a B at least, I think." so often that it made me sick.

I on the other hand tended to get up at 6 A.M. and wandered out of my room into their filth wondering why on earth did I ever move off campus. I brought my own fridge - the main fridge was quite frankly a bio-hazard and I had the wonderful experience (twice actually) of one of my roommates somehow managing to clog the toilet and overflow it so that the entire floor of my room was covered with toilet water.

I am the only person that I know of who moved back into the university's residences after having moved off-campus. Having a single room with weekly maid service, cafateria meals and considerably less noise than in my apartment building seemed worth the extra $1,000/semester.

I can honestly say that the year of living in that apartment has killed any possibility that I would ever consider (a) living in an apartment building or (b) sharing any sort of living space with another guy.

 

Dentists are evil, almost as evil as ties, and thankfully I dont have to wear one @ work, I don't get paid enough for that corporate torture

@ work right now, I'm dead bored, I think I'm going to make some paper airplanes out of post-its and throw them @ my supervisor post-its rule!!

 

Some days I am just SO glad to be a female, since we're not supposed to wear torture devices ad strangle ourselves.

AND of course, i am rtall enough to not to need heels

 

JSBB:

Ouch. Definately sounds like you didn't have a good experience. My housemates aren't too bad, but living in a house with four girls and one and a half bathrooms can get interesting sometimes.

And one of the girls has to have every single little thing organized. I can appreciate knowing that I need to do a certain chore by a certain day, but posting a sign saying what chores need to be done and when they have to be done by, I find that a bit much.

I just don't appreciate being woken up by people talking loudly in the kitchen with no consideration of the fact that I was still asleep, or trying to sleep.

 

I can definitely appreciate the hastles of bathroom juggling - not from my apartment experience as my roommates were typically in bed or just getting into bed when I got up but the first house that my parents owned had only one bathroom and there were four of us.

Compared to that I am laughing now, I have 2.5 bathrooms all to myself in my house.

 

My last case of apartmen-sharing was an utter failure... the otrher rooms were all rented to males, only one of them was ever round, the landlord nevrertr duid anything he was supposed to and it just sucked. Like anyone reading the random babble last month can attest to

I just got a call tht told me that my wallet had been found in the local supermarket, and I hadn't even realized it was gone. Boy, do i feel stupid.

Thankfully, not everyone is like me.

 

we got our car boot open - but my school unfiorm was all creased up. So I had to wear my old school skirt which is huge and pleated and more like a parachute.

Probably the only time in my life I wished I had a shorter skirt

but means I could do schoolwork at school and not get into trouble for coming to school without books...

so yay and all that.

it was jammed because my mothers bag was caught in the lock when the boot was slammed shut - there is a hole in the bag now.

 

I lost £50 cash once, don't ask me how I managed it, but I went on a massive shopping spree and didn't even realive I lost it, I also left £20 hanging out of an ATM machine and then was told two days later that the bank is holding some idiots money behind the counter that was left in the cash outlet, (so I got out some money got my card and left the money ), when I checked my balance of my account... Boy, did I feel stupid... you now have an extra pocket in your bag now 8people, how cool is that?

 

Sometimes sharing an apartment with other girls can be funny. An example is our fridge has become the random babbling place with a constant use of little yellow sticky notes.

We need some food
We had food your bf ate it all
He was hungry I didn't think anyone would care
We are hungry too.
I bought food last time
Pizza and beer is not real food
Well everyone cant live off cigarettes like you
I'll remember that next time you want one
Girls I'm sorry I'll buy some food (roomies bf)
You should you eat like a ton a day
Are you saying Im fat
No your just short for your weight

the notes just go on and on.

 

*gets a mental image of the Random Babble turnning intop a mile-high pile of post-it notes*

I am SO glad that there are computers.

 

Slayer of the Coast - it was my mothers bag and it was on the strap

 

not cool then.. my first house share was a major problem, there was 6 of us, and one bathroom, yeah... just one. lets just say mornings were interesting with 3,4 or 5 of us sitting on the stairs waiting for a miracle to happen...

 

I've always hated sharing rooms or houses with people other than family or good friends. Thankfully, my house and uni are in the same city, so I can still live in that quiet room of mine.

 

GOod for you

Me, I finally relish having my very owwn apartment that I don't have to share with random insane people, random juvenile delinquents or just random people... and sans a drunk uncle downstairs.

Even if the kids next fdoor are v. noisy

 

The only time I lived away from home, it was in a Hostel we had individual rooms. Never shared a room. But Im sure that must suck.

XXX is on HBO right now.
Love that movie.

 

I shared a room in my first year of uni, and really didn't enjoy it. My roommate was always up until 2 or 3 in the morning, talking (whining actually) to her mother or her best friend, or typing away on her computer, which had a very noisy keyboard.

I had classes almost every morning at 8:30, so I didn't appreciate her not respecting the fact that I needed sleep. She also listened to a lot of rap, hip-hop and the like, which happen to be the only types of music that I cannot stand. Since she didn't have a CD player or a sound card on her computer, she would often use my computer, without my permission, to play her music while I was at class.

After that, I definately did not want to move back into residence.

 

Is anyone else fed up of hearing about flipping Iraq?

 

Well, unless someone finds a way to clear up this mess real soon (hah! dream on), we'll probably be hearing about it for a long time to come.

Frankly, I sometimes really think the best thing to do would be to throw the TV out of the window and stop buying newspapers.

 

I guess I'll go to bed early today. Life and all.

And my teeth are aching like hell. Might be better to sleep with it.

 

I see a light at the end of this tunnel but I bet It's a train But the question is: Will it take me somewhere?

Leaves Eyes is a nice band but it's not that Original IMHO...

So Tomorow we study some more!