Studious Labmate

Here I am, writing in my blog. When really I should be studying or something. Or should I? I have this overwhelming feeling of guilt of simply relaxing, and I've attributed these negative vibes to... one of my Labmates-- we'll call her Studious Labmate.

Turns out Studious Labmate is one of those girls who are anxiety-ridden, frizzy hair, a bit socially awkward ladies with their heads continually in the books. So into the books actually, that she make herself sick (Literally! She gets these colds because she doesn't know how to give her mind and body a break). And she makes me sick (not literally though). Mostly because Studious Labmate is always complaining about how much work she has. Every sentence begins with:

"OMG, Nutty Princess, I have SO much writing to do!"
or
"OMG, Nutty Princess, I was so bad today! I didn't do any writing!"
or
"OMG Nutty Princess, I have a presentation to do on a writing I HAVEN'T EVEN WRITTEN YET! "

And then I purse my lips, raise my eyebrows, and nod in an attempt to ACT LIKE I CARE. The whole time though, I usually edge towards the door. In fact, I've gotten pretty good at acting empathetic and caring while casually humming a song in my head.

Poor Studious Labmate's life revolves around reading and writing. She reads and writes and reads and writes. And she complains and complains and complains. She never goes out, doesn't seem to have friends (but then again, who am I to speak), did not even take me out on my bday, and frantically goes from coffee shop to coffee shop to "read."

She is so into reading that I think she makes herself go nuts. I have determined she is nuts merely by the fact that she complains to me ALL THE TIME although I pointedly do NOT complain to her-- my whole strategy was to NOT complain, be serene, and pray that she get the message and stop her yapping. You know-- do unto others what you'd like done unto yourself. It didn't work. In fact, she's gotten worse! Yikes!



I've thus filed her under the category of "Women I work or live with, but would never want to be like." Why do I end up with people like that ALL the time? Maybe you think I'm being too critical and I think every woman is like that. But I actually did have a labmate (also a roommate) in college who was quite the opposite. She was smart, pretty, kind, social. She was filed under "Perfect Women."