My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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My Bitch of a Dorm-mate....
I have learned to despise her with every fiber of my being. She always has to find some way of proving that she is somehow better than me.
While I'm sleeping in late, she's up early, putting on makeup and making sure she looks nic(er than me). While I usually just roll out of bed and go to class in my jammies, shes wearing a stylish outfit that everybody just loves to compliment her on.
She always gets higher grades than me in classes ( we have the same major, and therefore have many of the same classes), the teachers love her and love talking to her, while I just sit there and try to fade into the chair so as not to be called upon.
While I have this mop of brown and pink hair, she managed to be born with perfect red hair, and she just loves to flaunt it. She literally oozes sexuality from every pore of her being, while I make half hearted attempts at flirting with the boy who sits next to me in Sociology.
Hell, even my friends think she is more fun than I am! They always want to come over and chat with her, see what new cause she is behind, etc. I just sit there and play video games on my Xbox(Left 4 Dead 2 WINS!)
Her parents always call her their angel, because she goes home all time to help her elderly grandparents. Mine usually complain about how much money I cost them because I had to drop a class and take another one over the summer(at increased rates).
And it's the worst when I go to eat at our dorm cafeteria. While I'm sitting there chowing down on my chicken alfredo with Mt. Dew, she's delicately eating her tofu stir fry and vegetarian friendly salad(with water to drink, of course).
Somehow, she has managed to make herself better than me at everything I set out to do.
And to make things even worse, I have to put up with her even when I go home, because she and I are one in the same.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 8:23, 3 replies)
I have learned to despise her with every fiber of my being. She always has to find some way of proving that she is somehow better than me.
While I'm sleeping in late, she's up early, putting on makeup and making sure she looks nic(er than me). While I usually just roll out of bed and go to class in my jammies, shes wearing a stylish outfit that everybody just loves to compliment her on.
She always gets higher grades than me in classes ( we have the same major, and therefore have many of the same classes), the teachers love her and love talking to her, while I just sit there and try to fade into the chair so as not to be called upon.
While I have this mop of brown and pink hair, she managed to be born with perfect red hair, and she just loves to flaunt it. She literally oozes sexuality from every pore of her being, while I make half hearted attempts at flirting with the boy who sits next to me in Sociology.
Hell, even my friends think she is more fun than I am! They always want to come over and chat with her, see what new cause she is behind, etc. I just sit there and play video games on my Xbox(Left 4 Dead 2 WINS!)
Her parents always call her their angel, because she goes home all time to help her elderly grandparents. Mine usually complain about how much money I cost them because I had to drop a class and take another one over the summer(at increased rates).
And it's the worst when I go to eat at our dorm cafeteria. While I'm sitting there chowing down on my chicken alfredo with Mt. Dew, she's delicately eating her tofu stir fry and vegetarian friendly salad(with water to drink, of course).
Somehow, she has managed to make herself better than me at everything I set out to do.
And to make things even worse, I have to put up with her even when I go home, because she and I are one in the same.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 8:23, 3 replies)
sounds like you are more fun to hang out with than her. piss on her cornflakes.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 18:53, closed)
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