This morning, around five, I was awoken by this enormous CRASH. Now, somehow there's always people crashing around in the courtyard. So that's why I thought it was. Then there was this sudden flash, immediate followed by an overlapping CRASH. I've never heard thunder that crashed like that. It was so different from the normal rumbling thunder that I love. Thus it was the strangest thunderstorm I have ever witnessed, but it was a thunderstorm nonetheless and I love thunderstorms so that's all right. It was very close, the thunder and lightning weren't at the exact same time, but almost. It didn't last very long though.
It was also hailing. Very hard. When I walked to school this morning, it started hailing on me halfway there. It's not even cold enough to freeze, why is it hailing? So it's been alternating between light hail, heavy hail and no hail all day. Right now we're on the "no hail" part and I think I see sun? I don't know, what does sun even look like? I forgot.
Every day when I come home lately, the apartment is empty. I am not complaining. I get a few hours to myself. It's nice.
My new roommate Margaux is a very nice girl. I cannot find any reason to complain about her. That said, I think I just don't get along well with others. I think I am just stubbornly determined to dislike anyone I have to share a home with, because I get annoyed by so many little things. I am hiding all of the dishes I have bought one-by-one. Now I feel like I can't hide anything more because they keep disappearing after she uses them. My frying pan, my big mug, my spatula. They are now stashed in my personal cupboard. The frying pan is just because Margaux used it one time. She did not mistreat it but I am paranoid.
The spatula is a different story. That one is hidden because Alicia tried to fry an egg on her electric skillet but she does not know how to cook so she burnt the egg to the pan (no oil/butter, I assume) and then she scraped it up with my spatula, covering it in burnt egg, and threw that in the sink and left it for two days, at which point I rescued it and scratched the egg off and scrubbed it, and then hid it. No more spatula for you. I don't know why she can't wash things right after she uses them. It makes life easier. Maybe it only makes life easier for me, and things that make my life easier are of no concern to her. How considerate.
Jenn and I are going to a sneak preview tonight… That means we have no idea what movie we are going to see at the movie theater, but we are going to see it anyway. It might be something neither of us even wanted to see… Oh well.
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