The tale of 2 chimpanzees Part I

Okay, I know many of you all have demanded for an update, so here it is. Sorry for the LONGGG delay. The past few weeks have been c-r-a-z-e-e for me. The workload is piling up and it hasn't been the smoothest weeks so far, but I survived and am surviving with the impending increasing height of my workload :P Although I have to say I am touched that some people still follow my blog regardless of the intermittent entries :)

I know many people out there think that once you get to college, you should be matured enough to tolerate people of all kinds, races, nationalities, etc. And I believe that to my very soul. I like to learn about other cultures. BUT when it comes to diversity in terms of personalities with housemates, that's a whole other issue. I have to say (actually prefer to shout out loud to vent my frustration):

I AM SUPER ANNOYED BY MY HOUSEMATES!

I have tried to tolerate them, really really tried. After all, I took it for a few months without saying anything. Sorry for those of you out there who believe that it's rude and insensitive to complain about another living person *rolling my eyes* but I don't care, because I am ultra annoyed.

When I first moved in, I thought these people were decent. I should really clarify that these housemates that I am annoyed at are actually 2 of them, one I will name Opera and the other Oprah. Not a misspelling. Don't worry. Okay, since I thought they were decent, I tried hanging out with them, going out for dinners, etc. But then, it got to a point where I realized our personalities clash. I don't agree with most of the things these 2 people say, they think they know it all. Evidenced by the fact that their favorite phrase is "I know...". Everything you say to them, their response is "I know...". ARGH

Opera
She's the artistic and musical one apparently. Her major is MUSIC HISTORY. I think she has no communicative skill whatsoever because when you talk to her, on top of saying "I know" all the time, she often adds bits and schmitses of music facts of the day which leaves me confused, because god knows I'm dumb to not know what "bla bla C minor piece in bla bla was so bla bla". Annoying! At first, it's not so bad, but after interacting with her everyday it got too much to handle. So i decided to cut my interaction with her to a minimum. I am still civil to her, smiling and saying hie to her when I meet her, but will avoid anything more than that. However, one thing she loves to do in addition to brag is TALK TALK TALK TALK on the phone. Our walls are so THIN!!! PLEASEEEEE.....do you not realize that???????? She talks on the phone at night, in the morning, in the afternoon. AND she complains to me about not having enough time to do anything, that she used to sleep only 2 hours a day, that music is so hard. Now I wonder why you only had 2 hours sleep daily???? Don't need rocket science to answer that question.

So she talks till 2 or 3 something AM with her high-pitched voice, giggling and speaking with her "I'm so important and classy" accent. I get headaches almost daily....trying to tune out her voice and sleep. MIss....please....I know you have to talk but I have to sleep! I sleep at 2 something every night, wake up at 7 or 8 every morning, am out the whole day....please spare me! It's not different during the weekends too....she talks non stop or brings people back to the apartment without considering if her apartment mates are okay with that, and they talk till like wee hours. ARGH.

Once, she even did her laundry at 4 something am in the morning. And the laundry machines are right in front of my door! And she was talking on the phone again....walking up and down my door. What happened to common sense? I mean if she was nice, it wouldn't be that bad, but she's not.

I just can't stop but give a list of reasons why I think she's quite snobby:

1) she shops only at wegman's because they have been voted best place to work for for a couple of times...never at walmart because they're the beast in the industry. okay, i know they're a beast, but when it comes to desperate times, especially when you're a poor graduate student, what can you do?
2) she told me that she used to live in Rome with her grandparents for a year, going on and on about the food, etc. And she likes to cook only Italian food, using high-class ingredients and following cookbooks. However, I recently found out because she finally explained that "oh...did I forget to mention to you? I meant Rome as in Rome, upstate New York". I am like....whattttt!~!~ You went on and on for a few months, obviously realizing that people would think Rome, Italy but you've actually never spent time there?? What a pretender. And, when she cooks, bringing her branded pots and pans out from her room e.g. Cuisinart, Kitchen Aid, Le Creuset etc. She places them all around the kitchen and living room, occupying so much space that no one will be able to use the kitchen when she does, and takes the entire night cooking. Trust me, CHIA was there and witnessed it. And she cuts one lettuce leaf at a time. ONE AT A TIME. ARGHHH
3) she only listens to opera and classical music. she thinks the latest music trends are disgusting.
4) she doesn't believe in sweat shops. honestly, i don't know where I stand in the whole sweatshop issue but i am realistic in that no one can avoid purchasing an item that was made in a sweatshop. however, Opera apparently lives in fantasyland. she once tried to discourage my other housemate to buy a sweater that had a label stating "made in vietnam" from Macy's. so, its either she's a hypocrite and have clothes that were made in sweatshops like everyone else OR is very very rich and buys tailormade clothes or haute couture. yeah right.

finally, i've done many things for the apartment. i bought a lot of stuff when we first moved in. And i am the only one keeping up with the cleaning schedule. no one tries to clean the floors, vacuum or anything! dishes are left in the sink piled up high and you can literally see hairballs on the floor. so today, i thought that was enough waiting around for them to help out. i went to get the vacuum to clean this evening. BUt, one housemate was eating in the kitchen when I got back. So out of respect, i decided not to vacuum yet. then, when i wanted to vacuum later on, another housemate came back and started eating (and it's like at 5 in the evening). Then Opera came back with a friend to have pie and tea *rolling eyes*...seriously... So, i decided, I'm not gonna sit around waiting for them to clear away to start vacuuming. so i vacuumed the bathroom and the laundry area, my bedroom and the living room. throughout the time i was vacuuming, the three of them were chit-chatting completely ignoring the fact that I was cleaning, didn't even offer to help or feel guilty. so i asked them if they were going to be around for long, and they were like...urm we're just going to eat something now. so i was like...fine i'll come back later to vacuum. and they were not even apologetic, they were like oh i thought you're usually not around this time of the day. YEA YOU"RE RIGHT! because I'm usually in my office working but because I know how dirty the place is i came back just to clean but you guys are getting in the way of it!!!

aaah.....annoying!!! okay...i know this has been a really long post whiny and all....but i just had to let it out. i know i haven't touched on Oprah yet....but there'll be a Part II. :) they're out there right now having dainty tea and intellectual talks. :PPPPPPP