Maria
Maria isn’t here, and her bed is made. Since she is always home when it’s this late, and she never makes her bed unless she’s going home, it’s safe to assume I most likely won’t see her until next week. Thank god.
Tag: roommates
Landlord
Amanda, I have received you text files and e-mail address. I will not be in town until next Tuesday afternoon. I am telling everyone that the yelling must stop. Yelling constitutes verbal abuse and is considered a breach of our lease agreement. Evictions will follow any yelling instances. Do not give me a cause to…
Maria
A half hour ago, Maria came into the room to start getting ready. Of course, I woke, but I did not get up. I sat in my bed and watched through half-closed eyes as she opened and slammed the closet door without going in. She left the room. I turned. If I was going to…
Maria & Showers
Ashley and I realised that Maria never takes showers. Ever. She doesn’t even take baths. She washes her hair in the sink. I don’t know if she washes anything else or not.
Ashley’s Theory on Maria
Ashley thinks that Maria might be suffering from drug withdrawal. Makes some sense, I suppose, but I still think she’s just stupid, in a mentally handicapped fashion. This might have lead to the constant spoiling she’s used to, and why her parents always let her get away with things—she may just be a retard. Her…
A Letter to the Land Lord
A 28K text file has been sent to my landlord regarding Maria. Schroe Dot Org (11:11:33 PM): Maria keeps walking in and out of the room. Schroe Dot Org (11:11:43 PM): She grabbed her fucking blankets and left Schroe Dot Org (11:11:45 PM): now she’s back in J Jorenko (11:12:06 PM): >:| Schroe Dot Org…
A Call to the Land Lord
I just got off the phone with Kurt, the landlord of our nice little shithell apartment. I had called because of Maria. Just under a week ago, Maria accidentally broke Ashley’s baking stone, an expensive piece of cookware. An honest mistake made while she was cleaning, and a replacement was to be ordered right away….
Maria
Five minutes after she and I were discussing something, she goes on about it again. After about two minutes of listening to her talk rather loudly about the girl in the next room, I say to her, “Okay, we stopped talking about this five minutes ago.” “There’s not need to be so rude, you brought…
Lametria
Grand. Someone just called for Lametria Scott. “She doesn’t live here anymore.” Which is true. So no one should be calling her here, ever. Right? Well, she’s been using my phone without me knowing, as Maria told me a while ago. I really didn’t care, because it very easily could have just been Maria trying…
Maria
It’s funny how, whenever I say something to Maria along the lines of, “You shouldn’t skip school,” or “You shouldn’t waste your money on taxis,” she always says, “Hahha, you sound just like my mother.” Mom’s can’t possibly have good advice, can they now.
More Maria
She buys a fucking bus pass… …and then borrows her mother’s car for a week.
More Maria
She said she was going to bed twelve minutes ago. She talked for ten. She’s finally turned off the light. Now she’s muttering to herself VERY LOUDLY. “oh gawd, it’s so hawt” etc.
Maria
Maria just came into our room to tell me that she heard Ashely making noises, and assumes she was masturbating. Maria described it first at “choking and gagging noises” so I assumed Ashley was puking. Then Maria said, “No, it was moaning! She was on the phone, too!” WHO THE FUCK CARES?! She went on…
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Somebody wiped my fucking history again.
Maria & Donuts
So she eats a donut without asking. I ask her to not—I wish she’d shut up so I can fucking concentrate on what I’m typing—I ask her to not do it again. She says I’m overreacting, it’s just a donut. If she’d asked, I’d have no problem. But she took it the moment I left…
Maria
I’m only up right now because Maria doesn’t know how to quietly open and close doors.
Maria & Calling Mommy
Well, Maria’s back here. She went straight home from school because she wanted money, or so she says. She called her parents to pick her up from downtown. I bet she just got lost/confused.
Maria & Public Transit
Just thought I should mention that Maria and I were late for class yesterday because she spent 45 minutes on her hair. She and I had class at the same time, so I figured I’d teach her how to use public transportation. That’s right, she never knew how to use it. I explained to her…
Even More Maria
She just walked in, looked in the mirror, said “Trust me, girl, I know.” Then she waits a brief moment and tries to start up the conversation we just had wherein she didn’t detect I insulted her intelligence. So I went on and insulted her intelligence, and she didn’t get any of it. I explained…
More Maria
Maria: (insert long one-sided conversation about nothing in particular in which she repeats herself five or so times) “… haha, you’re so funny, you’re like, ‘Ah! Our school’ and you hide behind the door, haha, the commercial for our school comes on and you’re-” Me: “Yes, I understand that you find my actions humorous, but…
Maria
I often wonder how much, if at all, Maria thinks before she speaks; or does she prefer to narrate her process of incorrectly generalizing what she’s just heard?
Maria
she wakes me up to ask if I’ve got mascara, when it is clear that I don’t wear make-up. By clear I mean that it is not only physically, but I verbaly told her that I do not wear make up three or so days ago.
Roommates
The air seems as cluttered as my desk with all this noise.
Maria
Maria just got back from her weekend trip to her parent’s house. First thing she asks me to do is rat our anything Ashley said to me about her. I told her to leave me alone. She was shocked. She then tried to convince me that it was alright for me to tell her anything…
Roommates
I don’t want to deal with either one of them, but only one of them respects my wish to be left out of it. The other keeps trying to drag me into it. — I moved to Chicago because I hoped to mingle with other cultures and learn more about the world. I get stuck…