a couple of stories
once i was friends with this bloke from europe ... he spoke a number of languages and his english was really good, but more than anything he wanted to come (even briefly) to study in england. my school (a good one) said yes, and it was arranged. everything looked set to be peachy - we'd been away on a number of youth group trips before, thought we knew each other pretty well, wrote to one another to keep on top of the languages, etc etc. how wrong could i have been.

im not sure if it was me, him, or both of us that turned the relationship sour, but i do know that he didnt go out of his way to help himself. he was rude to my parents, my teachers, thought he was the boss of everything, didnt like sharing the home pc with us all, got offended when we went into his documents folder to see why so much space was being used up all of a sudden and discovered hundreds of soft-porn photos (y'see it's one thing to do this as a family member and keep it in some kind of deep-hidden file, it's another to do it as the guest and leave it lying about) - anyway he saw that as invasion of privacy (my mum saw it as abuse of internet use), and he'd spend FOREVER in the shower. it got to the point where my mum felt like a prisoner if she was alone in the house with him, and we actively rejoiced when he went home after three months.

i currently live at uni, in self-catered flats provided by the accommodation services. i think if my flatmates and i could change just one member of the flat we all know who it would be. im not going to name him, but he's a messy fella. we all leave dishes lying around (we're students) but only he leaves pizza boxes and cans all over the place, doesnt even flatpack them to put in the bin (or heaven forbid the recycling), plays his music at top volume (and on that note thank god one of the other flatmates moved out, if one of them had their music up the other wouldnt reach a compromise where they each play their tunes at a mid-level, oh no they'd both just whack it up and i'd have to sit there with rap/rnb/reggae and electronic trance shit coming through my wall), smokes in his room which then filters through all the flat (and can't see the problem), and is generally an inconsiderate obnoxious git. just 6 more weeks of living with him and it's over! XD

someone in my flat writes too much. it might be me.
(zenmeban thinks the weather could be better, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 0:32, Reply)