D

Apr 06, 2008 - 15:49 PM PST

We'll go in the order that I got to know them. When I first moved in I only even talked to one of my roomies. T and J scared me. I get along better with girls than guys though you wouldn't know that now. But enough explanation let's go into description. Haha this is really hard to do sitting in the living room with them.
Ok so D. As a woman when you first meet him he seems like a quiet genius. Then he seems phylisophical and sensitive. You start wondering if you could fall for him even though his teeth are fucked up and he looks like a ten year old boy. Then you realize he actually is a ten year old disguised as a 22 year old. He thinks he is Dahli, the painter. When the opposite sex is around he jumps through hoops and throws fits to get attention. You want to help him but he denies any advice and has a tantrum when he knows you are right. This is really a terrible description not deep at all or worthy of a writer. But they say to be a writer you have to like people and I have proceeded to try not to care about this roomate.