So yesterday, the 14th, I studied with Allie from 3ish-6pm.
During that time frame, she decided to tell me that she has mono AS she's using my computer and breathing in my room. I know mono isn't something communicable by air, but still. She also decided to make a fuss about me wanting to go to Japan & shortly after said that come time to sign up for housing for next year we could dorm together, because that would be beneficial.
At like 7:15 or so, I came back to my dorm with some Chinese food, because I hadn't eaten since 8am. I see Allie standing by her car, but luckily I was a far enough distance, where I don't think she saw me, so I went into my dorm in a round a bout way to elude her.
She starts calling my phone, a total of 6 times in the span of maybe an hour. I'm sitting in my room with the lights off, because I DON'T want to talk to her on the phone, because it's never a good thing, nor is it ever a short conversation. I even locked my door on the off chance, she got into my dorm and tried to get in.
She knocks on my dorm door. I jumped into my bed so I could feign sleeping, so my conscience wouldn't feel too bad. My roommate lets her in and I can hear them talking in the living room. Luckily, my roommate was not aware of my presence in my room, but Allie knocked on my door and tried to get in anyway. Thank God for locking my car.
Apparently what happened was Allie's car tires all got slashed while being parked at West Lake, which is really weird considering all four were slashed and that I had never heard of anyone actually doing that.
I ended up falling asleep legitimately. I wake up at midnight and I no longer hear talking - in fact, I don't hear anything, except for my computer fan whirring about like it always does. I assume the coast is clear and that Allie got the point that I wasn't coming home for the night and that she'd just leave.
I was fucking wrong.
I went to the bathroom & started up the anime episode I was in the middle of when she initially called me at 7, when there's a knock on my door. It's my roommate and she was surprised that I slept through all the noise. Then as I'm talking to her, Allie just saunters from the living room. She fell asleep on the couch and was apparently waiting for me to get back to the dorm.
What if I didn't "come back" or if I just slept through the entire night? A normal person would have left by midnight at the latest. A normal person would have called ANYONE they possibly could have to get a ride back to their own place. A normal person would have even called campus UPD to give them a ride to their dorm. WHY DID SHE FEEL THE NEED TO WAIT IN MY LIVING ROOM FOR FIVE HOURS? Who DOES that?
She asks me for a ride to her dorm and then asks me if I would drive her to where her car will be towed so she can pick it up when it's done. I'm already pissed, because this girl's existence really bothers me. I feel like I'm interacting with my cousin who is four years younger than me, except with Allie, there's no familial pressure of tolerance. I'm supposed to love my family and want the best for them - that's just what families do. It's in the codex! But since I'm not related to Allie, I don't consider her a friend or even a good enough friend to be doing all these favors for her, I get really ticked off.
I haven't slept at all since midnight, although I laid down at 8, but couldn't fall asleep. I've actually been watching FMA because Ashley gave me her info for it, so that was/is the highlight of my day.
At 9am, guess who calls me... twice? Allie. She even texted me telling me to call her.
Let's go over some quick etiquette rules. I told her that I'm not available today and that I was going out for the entire day. Why would you call or demand a call when you KNOW they can't just pick up the phone? I said I wasn't leaving my dorm til noon. Why would I be up at 9am when I'm not physically leaving til noon? She told me that she's volunteering from 9-1pm. WHY IS SHE CALLING ME?
I just don't understand.
Maybe it's because I loathe talking on the phone with people I can't stand or maybe it's because I'm cut from a different cloth that has a low tolerance for bullshit. Maybe it's because my body is secretly tired, but this is ridiculous.
I study with this girl, because we split the work evenly (even if I'm doing the majority, because she does such a piss poor job - don't even get me started). I study with her, because she registered her textbooks online, which gives additional information from the textbooks to help with studying. By the way, once you register books online, it's nearly impossible to sell them for an adequate price. I study with her, because she actually forces me to study, rather than surf the internet.
I see this girl 3 days out of my 5 day school week, sometimes more depending on if we study. My weekends are sacred - I do not like sharing them, except for the few people I deem extraordinary. She is not one of them, nor do I wish to subject myself to her company for longer than is necessary. My whole life cannot be Nursing. I refuse. I can't live in that kind of environment where that's the ONLY thing I do. Whenever this girl is around, that's all the conversation ever is, because other than that, we have nothing in common. Not every single study group has to lead to friendship and I feel like she's having a hard time distinguishing my politeness for actual camaraderie.
Maybe that's harsh, because I don't think she has a lot of friends. Apparently, she only knows 3 people in West Lake, myself included - I don't even know how many North Lake people she knows. Apparently, there wasn't ANYONE else she could have asked for a measly 5 minute ride to her dorm. I find that saddening, which is why I actually drove her when I realized she stayed til fucking midnight.
Also, because she has a Volkswagen Bug, apparently she can't use normal tires, because I asked her why she didn't ask her guy friend to help her put replacement tires on the car. I don't know much about cars, but I'm pretty sure when car people tell you that you can only use that brand's tires, they're bullshitting you out of your money. That's my personal opinion.
I must be a crazy loon magnet, because they seem to be the only people that I've met during college.
You know, all the other times I helped her, like driving her somewhere and having to physically argue with her that her car does not need special oil to run, and letting her eat ALL MY SNACK MIX, not in a bowl, but just right out of the box, despite me offering her a bowl.. she's thanked me, but if it's not done her way, then it's wrong.
I offered to call Blayn to help put the oil in her car. Right when I mentioned that he lived in Coastal though, she flipped the fuck out because of "reasons". I told her that he could drive to us and do it. She refused and said she would ask her guy friend to do it. Well, you know what was funny about that? That car problem happened at like 5pm and her guy friend wasn't available until 10pm. She stayed in my dorm until 10pm, because she's ridiculous and doesn't know what common sense is.
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