haha, try to bear it
Right. Ok. Did I mention it can't possibly improve, being on a three song loop? The same three songs on repeat. No disrespect to traditional Indian music, but damn, I literally keep getting the image of feral cats screaming outside my window somehow, three floors up. I have to go out there sometimes, you know. That's the only place I can be typing this right now, the only place with any sort of internet connection at all. And I have to sit through the waves of the internet while hearing this. It has thus far been an hour that I've been sitting near it. I say "near" because the bundle of Indian Roommate's things are all over the couch, and since it is socially unacceptable to touch anyone else's things ever (learned that one from Higgins), I cannot sit on the couch near the window.
youre such a winer, suck it up
How about you come visit and sit in the living room with me? This is the most obnoxious bullshit ever. What if I actually had hard classes and were trying to study or something? What if I had a test tomorrow? All it would take is her being here to shut her laptop, but no, she isn't, and I can't touch it. For the record, I don't hate this girl. I just hate this music bomb she left in the living room.
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