I can’t wait to get out!!
April 21st, 2010 2:52pm by admin
I hate my roommates… Oh my god do I hate them… And they probably hate me too by now but I don’t give a flying fuck anymore!! The roommate I had last semester drove me nuts. She had soooo much shit, I didn’t have room for anything. She felt like she owned the room. Whenever I had any space for my stuff she’d wait till I moved it temporarily and then filled that space with her stuff. She would yell at me for quietly coming in at 3 and crawling into bed, saying that I needed to “get with the times(?) and respect her sleeping habits”. Then she’d wake up at 7 and play her shitty folk music when I didn’t even have a class till 12. Not only that, since the closet was by my bed, she would change clothes and throw them on my bed… on ME while I was sleeping. Ok, respect goes both ways bitch. Plus she would constantly kick me out to sleep on the couch whenever she wanted a guy to stay over. She would text me at 10pm while I was at work… “Just to be considerate, I’m having a friend come visit… so IDK where you’ll sleep”.. yup thanks a lot roomie! But thank god I got my own room this semester.
However, since I live in a house with 10 girls, there are a lot more problems still, and the hardest part is to tell who’s at fault because, just like children, NO ONE did it. They eat all my food… I don’t work to buy you bitches food! I’m sorry but my mommy and daddy don’t send me money for groceries… I have to work to pay for my stuff and your munchie asses are not in my budget! Yeah it’s really nice to go to the pantry to eat some breakfast and then discover my WHOLE cereal box that was UNOPENED is now empty. Any food they make they leave tons of it on the counter… seriously there is jelly, butter, crumbs, tomato soup, you name it and it’s on our couter top. How hard is it to wipe it up! Not only that they use my dishes and leave them to mold in the sink because all their dishes are already dirty. I used to do them at the beginning of the year but I’m here for an education, not to be someone’s mother. Fuck that! I do my dishes and my dishes only now, and I think that pisses them off. One time I walked in the door and one of the girls was standing in the kitchen, eating, and looked at me and said, “Don’t mind the dishes,” in a very sarcastic manner, implying that I needed to do them. Excuse me! I did not know that my role was a maid in this house, expecially since you and your on-and-off boyfriend make extravagent meals and leave all the dishes on the stove for days upon days. Gross!!
Oh, and let me mention my location: Utah. It’s beautiful here, but I’m one of the only non-mormon, non-religious girls in my house. I never knew how judgemental a lot of people in Utah can be till I moved here… Don’t get me wrong, I grew up in the LDS religion back home and it was totally different there, people were a lot nicer. However, I parted ways with my religion and hold different beliefs. God forbit. In this house, there’s always that comment…. “I like you, BUT, you need to join institute, you need to go to church”, and they are never hesitant to let everyone else (except ME) know that they do not approve of something I do, and I know this because one of our roommates has the BIGGEST mouth (though she is really sweet and I really enjoy her) and tells me everything. I feel unaccepted, and I feel looked down upon because I choose not to go to church. They drive me nuts when they act like they are morally superior to me just because they’re mormon. And that is the case, because if I were just Christian or Catholic it would be the same thing..
And the last thing…. there are only two private rooms in this house, and so I have to share a bathroom with the girl in the other private room. When I moved into the private room, we discussed class times so we could share the bathroom fairly and not inconveniance one another… what a waste of time. She has class at 11:30 and on some days she’s looked in the bathroom with her Celine Dion music or some other gross shit for hours before class…. Doing god knows what but apparently it’s that important. I have class at 10:30 so if I don’t get in before her I’m SOL. I’ve even heard her take a shower TWICE a few times… WTF?
I cannot WAIT to get out of this house… Oh, and by the way, I only got my own room because the girl in it moved out, even though she had to end the lease early after she had paid for a full semester. She moved out because she couldn’t stand the mess, so yeah, it is that bad!