Oh, Boogers.

My college finally got fed up with us using the room below mine as storage, so they've decided to move a total stranger from another college into it. And aside from it being awkward because we're the only two people in this building, I have to share my bathroom and kitchen and not be a diva about it. Now I have to share my cupboards, and not leave dirty dishes in the sink, and actually wear pants when I go downstairs at night to take out my contacts, and not sing power ballads in the shower. I feel repressed already.