I have four of them, as some of you know. Two from Singapore named Pearlyn and Andy. One from America, Maddie. And another from Uruguay, Sebastian.
So here's a little story about each of them: Enjoy!
Pearlyn: This girl is the Asian of Asians. You know how Asian people are always taking pictures of food and of them eating food and of them by the restaurant and ordering food? Well my roommate Pearlyn is the queen of this trade. She has an entire album dedicated to food we've made, eaten, bought, etc. It's really quite funny and I never pass up the opportunity to make fun of her. haha, but I love her. She is the biggest sweetheart and genuinely cares about people. I love this girl!
Andy: Andy came downstairs a few days ago and saw that I had curled my hair (which I don't do unless i have heaps of time, because it takes forever). He was SO intrigued by it and asked how I did it and how it stayed in and everything. That in itself was funny. And then he asked me to curl his hair, for fun. So a few nights ago, I did just that. I curled his long-for-a-boy hair. And he looked like a Japanese game show host, especially when he put on the nerdy glasses. It was so funny, all of us were laughing for a good 20 or so minutes. The best part: yesterday he knocks on my door and goes, "jeenie? can you perm my hair again??" HAHAHA!
Maddie: Last night Maddie and i went out to a boat party. It was someone's birthday and she had rented out this space on this little tugboat/restaurant dealio on the harbor. Guests had to dress up a little bit, so we all went to have fun! We went and her and her friends pre-gamed a bit. I abstained because I hadn't eaten and didn't really want to drink. But this little 5 foot 1, 100 pound girl had a bottle of Chardonnay by herself and THEN remembered she hadn't eaten all day. SMOOTH. She ws okay for the first two hours, and then I looked over to see her slumped over in a chair. Blacked out. A few guys were laughing at her and saying they wanted to take pictures with her, until I came over and told them to back off and quit being stupid. I called a cab, dragged her into the cab, took her home, dragged her out of the cab, and plopped her in front of the toilet. It was stressful in a my-roommate-is-plastered-and-i-have-to-take-care-of-her kind of way, but it was also funny.
Sebastian: He got WAY too drunk a few nights ago (is anyone realizing that all these ridiculous stories i have always involved alcohol!?!?!?! Kids... DON'T drink). He tends to be a little intimidating when he's been drinking so it's not always the best job to have to take care of him. Wednesday night he got into a bar fight. With the bouncer. The bouncer was on top of him, wailing on his face, before four of his friends (myself included) pulled this guy off him for enough time to get Sebastian back on his feet. What a ridiculous situation. We pushed Sebastian to get out of the bar, and my other roommates took him home. When I came home an hour later, he was sitting outside with his head in his hands, clearly upset. I didn't question what happened, just quietly slipped upstairs. My roommates then filled me in on what happened. Apparently he had been making dinner and went to talk to Pearlyn, while holding a knife. Now he wasn't intending to hurt her, as he was making dinner beforehand, but anyone would understand why she would feel a little cautious. So she told him to go downstairs and she'd meet him there. When she went downstairs, he told her he wanted to show her something. He tore a piece of cloth off, soaked it in gasoline, and stuffed it into a bottle of alcohol (which if you don't know, will great a big BOOM if lit and thrown). He then took it outside, lit the cloth with his lighter and threw it. The bushes nearby caught on fire and pearlyn put it out.
Sebastian now has signed a contract that says he's not allowed to have alcohol here. Heh....
I guess this whole taking care of him thing is no longer an issue.
So yeah, those are my roommates. Moral of the story, please don't drink. For your roommates' sake. K thanks.

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