This is how my roommate and I feel when someone invites us to get free food.
This is how I feel when I'm working through some depression but then strangers come into my apartment:
This is how I feel team-teaching with a returned missionary.
This is how I feel when people try and get me married.
This is how I feel when I turn on my music so my roommate can't keep practicing the ukelele.
This is how I feel when a new guy walks in and doesn't get my humor:
This is how I feel 12 hours after starting a diet.







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