She's mad. MAD, I TELL YOU!
I think I've finally figured it out. She keeps blaming our differences on me being a student, but won't explain what that means. I think this is what she meant: She had this romanticized idea of me stepping off the streets of NYC (via a Sex and the City episode) and expected me to fix her life for her: go out drinking and dancing, introduce her to men, etc.
Since I couldn't give two shits about her and her sad life, she decided she would make mine miserable.
So there. Only two months in and I've already made my first enemy!
:)
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