Two annoying girls moved into the apartment above me.
I'm forced to hear every dumb thing they say.
These are my letters to them.
I'm forced to hear every dumb thing they say.
These are my letters to them.
03
“No! The ‘which Sex and the City girl are you’ survey said I’m Samantha. I’m so a Carrie!” Don’t beat yourself up, I got Miranda.
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Finding your blog made my day! I’ve been randomly assigned to share rooms with multiple roommates while in college that fit this same mold. I had one this year ask me how to boil water on the stove: “How do you make the water all bubbly and stuff, like so I can make pasta?” Annoying as heck, but sure makes for some good stories later!
It makes me wonder what my downstairs neighbor thinks of me. Hope he doesn’t think I’m a Samantha!
How do you make water bubbly? I imagine it involves a straw.
my high school age brother is almost as bad “how do you tell if the pastas done?”-him “you taste it”-me “how do you do that? eat it?” -him. btw this blog easly makes my day :)
Crap. I’m Samantha too.
Hah! I just stumbled upon your blog. I must say, it makes me giggle. When I was in college, my neighbors were super loud and super dumb girls. The best place to hear them was also the kitchen. :D You bring back memories.
Ahh, Sex In The City sucks :p
I found your site the day after I was up all nite listening to my new neighbors move furniture all nite long. I thought the nxt morning that it probably couldnt get any worse then that…then I stumbled upon your site! It’s now the 1st site I check in the morning! :)