Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely recall the existence of Amy, a psych major from Ohio who was the RA on our floor and always snapping at me. I guess I got on her nerves. Well, I am glad to be rid of Amy as I never went back to Evangel. I never liked being the brunt of Amy's anger so I am glad that she has gone somewhere, to Rosemead, to train to be one of those annoying counselors who always want me to bare my soul to them so that they can sell the information on the grapevine. It is not like counselors really care what happens to me. They just like getting paid by the hour. The money is all that Amy cares about, obviously.