whoooooooa! did that just happen?

So... believe it or not: Such a thing as a one sided fight exists. Remember that girl I told you about in my group? The really bitchy one? I think I called her CB in a previous post. But yeah… I went to visit her room to talk to the other two girls who live there, since we’ve become more-or-less friends, and I sit around chatting with them, when all of a sudden I hear sobs, quite loud ones. Dear CB was lying on the bed, sobbing. I mean I’ve heard that she does that quite frequently, but that was my first time seeing it. Well, I pretended not to notice it, since that was what seemed to be their policy, and we talked somewhat quieter. After a few minutes it seemed she was starting to feel better, and started walking about, still sniffing her nose a bit, but otherwise alright. When she finally sat down on her chair, there was a knock on the door, and I could almost guess who it was but that’s another matter. The person wasn’t allowed in, he (that’s an assumption) knocked again, but was again denied entry, and it seems left. What happened next startled me completely. She got up, opened the door, and started throwing her dishes with absolute ferocity down the hallway. She was at it for about five minutes and then walked around yelling various things along the lines of “why do they have to come to my room?! Why can’t they stay in their own room?! I have to get up early tomorrow! I hate everyone! You should all go die!” etc. etc. etc. [this is more or less a direct quote with swear words removed and, of course, translated.] peachy I thought. Just peachy. She had seemed a bit on edge the past few days, but WHOA! Chill! Meanwhile the inhabitants of the other rooms in the block got active, asking if everything was alright. {“mostly,” she said. Geh.} Well, once the circus was over she cleaned up the broken glass, and once done with that she turned her attention to me. “You know; that in the hallway was meant for you. I need to get up at six tomorrow morning.” WTF??? My reply: “If I’m in any way disturbing you, what prevents you from simply telling me. If you’d have told me that you want to go to sleep, and to please leave, I’d have done so without question.” With that I of course left the room. But seriously:

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