I don’t think I like her, she is nothing like me, a Chinese, crazy girl. I never like the way she looks at me when I pray or reading my bible; I could see the disgusted look she has in her eyes while I read my bible to my boyfriend on the phone. I have a boyfriend, he is away for the navy, I don’t like it when I was crying about him going away with her singing “just a dream” in the background. I know what the song mean, the artist lost her boyfriend in the army; I don’t need to be reminded with that.

I don’t think she knows how lucky she has had it; she has a boyfriend who is a Catholic. I would love to be able to talk about the love I have for God with my boyfriend, all she ever does was to refuse to go to church with her family and trying to talk him out of following god’s step. I don’t understand why she would do that while I’m trying to put god back in my boyfriend’s life.

She is a slob and a shopaholic. I tried my best to keep my place clean and organized, but by the end of the day, she will be coming back with a big shopping bag full of stuff and attempt to fit all of those useless stuff in this small area. Her place is a dump, no matter how hard she tries to clean it up but she has way too many things.

I can’t stand noises, but her and my other roommate never shut up. I like my sleeps, I like to get to bed early and have a nice fresh start in the morning. She always has plenty excuses about going to bed late such as we are 19; it’s the age to stay up late and be happy.

I know what I want, sometime I fell like she is only a kid, she has the most unreasonable requests such as asking me to leave the room while she has her boyfriend over or being upset at while I told everyone I did their dishes because of their laziness they failed to do so.

I realize this world need mature people just like I need to deal with one, instead one of those little girls who is a non-believer who goes out and waste her youth. Why can’t people all grow up soon enough to realize how much do we need god in our live.