A year ago I am going for this really important job interview and if I had gotten the job I would be moving an hour away.  I always study before my interviews and all night long she is interrupting me.  I can’t even think for a minute.  I didn’t get the job, my dream job.  A  jon that I have gotten in the past, but had to turn down.  She later admitted she didn’t want me to leave.  In those exact words.  And then started crying.

I can go on and on about her fucking hygiene too.  I work with adolescent boys in a residential center.  These boys take showers everyday, brush their teeth everyday, put on Axe everyday, and not one day have they ever deviated from proper hygiene.  This girl however, I have already mentioned she takes a shower at most once a week.  She never brushes her teeth, even though she keeps a toothbrush and toothpaste handy, they are never used.  Instead of proper hygiene this girl puts on half a bottle of perfume and walks around with this really smelly perfume all day leaving this disgusting smell all over the house wherever she walks.  The the stink doesn’t go away right away.  Oh HELL no!  It lingers for about 10 minutes.  How am I supposed to hold my breath that long? 

Little fucker doesn’t ever clean either.  Nope.  She never does her dishes, never vacuums, and asking my other roommate, never cleans the bathroom!  What does she do all day with no job and not lifting one finger around the house?  She sits in her room watching TV all day long.

Eating healthy?  HA!  the only thing she eats is cereal.  About 4 or 5 bowls in every sitting.  And if it isn’t cereal its an entire pizza from Little Ceasers.  Think she exercises to take all that weight off?  HA!  How can she even move weighing 400 pounds? 

Control freak gallore as well.  I couldn’t watch horror movies because they would bring in "evil spirits" I couldn’t use paper towels.  I had to buy the most expensive toilet paper and she uses half a roll of toilet paper in one shit!  I couldn’t smoke, I couldn’t drink, I couldn’t even cook sometimes.  

I think I have a fucking stalker.

Additionally, the bitch NEVER.  LEAVES.  She’s only taking three classes, one of which is only one hour (we’re freshmen by the way, so there’s no reason for her to do that), and I happen to also have either class or work on the rare, rare times she goes to class.  She refuses to make friends, often bitching that everyone here is "annoying" or "retarded."  She also refuses to have any hobbies, or really, do anything vaguely useful.  She’s failing all three of her classes and never studies, maintaining that she’s smart enough to get by without working, and she refuses to look for a job despite apparently being broke because she doesn’t want to have to walk somewhere.  So I NEVER get the room to myself, and she makes sure to make my time here as miserable as psosible.  Her favorite bands are Paramore and Nickelback, and she plays them constantly, as loud as possible.  When she’s not listening to shit music she’s watching the entire Twilight saga, over and over and over again.  This is all she does.   Ever.  That’s what she exists for.  And of course, the room is depressing as hell to be inside because there’s never any light.  I feel like I can never relax inside my own room.  I can’t skype with my long-distance boyfriend without her making snide comments about the fact that I have a boyfriend or I’m being too loud, and I also can’t use my goddamn $100 vibrator that I bought for myself as a graduation present.  I haven’t had an orgasm since July.  JULY.  

She also scares potential friends away from our room.  A girl dropped by the other day to ask for some bleach, and we started talking about a book I was reading, and my roommate immediately jumped in and started making condescending remarks about us having bad taste in books until the girl left.  For the record, I was reading Candide.  Her favorite book is, you guessed it, Twilight.  Yeah.  

Recently she’s started constantly complaining about her weight, but gets angry at me when I offer to work out with her or offer any kind of advice that actually makes sense.  She also gets angry at me if I walk around the room in a sports bra after or before working out, saying that I’m "rubbing my body in her face."  It’s not my job to baby your feelings, sorry.  She’s also a total slob — she shaves her face every morning in our sink and leaves her stubble everywhere — on my soap, on the faucet, on my lotion, on the floor, everywhere.  She leaves used q tips in the sink as if she expects them to go down the drain, and she farts constantly.  No, I don’t expect people to act like they don’t have functioning bodies, but something’s wrong with her.  She farts.  Constantly.  

To sum it all up, after talking to my RA and putting in a transfer request I’ve been told that my college is so crunched for housing that unless she tries to kill me I’m stuck.  For the rest of the yaer.  :/

 I fucking see the 5th box of takeout that you just bought tonight because I clean up the smelly, greasy and leakly boxes and bags that you leave all over the kitchen and living room because you can’t bring your fucking dumbass to take two fucking steps and put it our piece of shit garbage can that I empty everytime because you can’t do it. How much has that cost you already? $40, $50? 

So with Weed, gas and food over the past week that brings you to roughly $140 in the hole I’m guessing. You haven’t had a job in 10 months. You quit because it "sucked." Jesus, put that on your resume that’s fucking golden. What was the last payment you got from your hardworking mother? I’d say around $100 because she’s putting your hardworking sister through college as well. You go to community college so do you even need as much money as your sister? Should I tell your mom that you failed most your 100 level classes while your sister just got academic honors as a freshmen at an actual university? I digress, you have no money and I know it. "Broke as a joke" as Craig says in Friday. 

So that leave me at this moment. I just finished washing our dishes. I didn’t bother asking you to help because I know you won’t wash yours and it would just be more efficient to do them all at the same time. I’m going to pick up your smelly socks because my girl is coming over and it depresses me that she has to see garbage and filth all over the house left by the laziest roommate on earth. I’ll come into the living room and say your name. You’ll peak over your macbook and ask what’s up. I’ll tell you what you owe for our utilities. Or maybe I won’t because I already know what you’re going to say.

"Calm down dude I’ll get it to you."

Calm down? The. Bills. Are. Due. I think the more appropriate term would be that they WERE due but we go through this exact some scenario every couple weeks. So to avoid getting the late fee again I’ll pay it. Again. I’ll pay your half of the bills. You now owe me around $150. I highly doubt that I’ll ever see it because the lease is up soon and moving far, far away from you is going to brighten my day so much that I’ll probably repress the memory of ever knowing you.

I work so hard, I’ve slept maybe 8 hours this week and am running on concerta and coffee. I don’t even tell people how often I hear you watching porn AND YOU CAN’T FUCKING PAY YOUR BILLS. I HATE YOUR FACE, YOUR GINGER FRO, YOUR CONSTANT COUGH, I HATE YOU I HATE YOUR ESSENCE AND WHEN I SEE YOU FRYING BURGERS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE i’LL LAUGH AND ASK WAS ALL THE WEED WORTH IT. WAS BUILDING YOUR LIFE AROUND A DRUG WORTH EVERYTHING YOU’VE LOST? 

Nope, but I bet by that time you will have learned when the bills are due.

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!

She makes so much noise in the mornings in surprised she does not wake anyone else up! She gets up around 6:10 to 6:15. Now I type ‘around’ because she hits snooze about 6 or 7 damn times before she gets her ass up. Once she is up, she makes enough noise to wake the dead. Clanging dishes around, slamming doors, tossing things around, God forbid anyone wanting to sleep. I can’t fall back to sleep until she leaves at 7am and by then I have a hour and a half before I have to wake up.

Also, I swear she has no concept of social norms either and no respect for others around her. She constantly interrupts other people’s sentences to talk about herself and does not know how to be polite at all!

In addition to that, she is constantly complaining about how she does not get enough sleep and that she is always tired and consequently she says she will not feel well enough to go to class in the mornings because of it…honestly…it is pathetic. She also complains about not having enough time for homework. Well maybe if she did not spend all her time on facebook and go out partying at the weekends she would have a little more time.

She also leaves dirty dishes around and leaves food in the fridge for days on end until it has gone moldy. It is only after I tell her about it that she throws the food away and that is about 3 days after I initially informed her!! God I hate it, especially at night when I want to go to bed. It will be like 1am and she will still be awake, doing nothing but complaining about being tired and her homework of course, and she will not let me turn off the main light, which practically blinds me considering I am in the top bunk. I mean god forbid that she turn her desk light on and use that. Noooo that be too much fucking work!

She also, always, closes the door when I leave; even when I specifically leave it open to get back into the room. Now we live in a residence hall so the door only opens to the hallway and more often than not, I am only going next door for a minute or less. I come back and the doors closed and then I have to knock on the door to be let in, and then she complains that she did not lock the door so I should be able to get in…ugh…If she would just leave the damn door alone it wouldn’t happen, but no there’s a ‘draft’ from the door being open to the hallway…on the 6th floor…in the middle…yeah…

I have no Idea what to do about it! It is driving me crazy and I just do not know what to do. I cannot talk to her about it because she just do not fucking listen and I am not the type to complain to someone’s face like she does. I mean she thinks I am a great roommate, I just wish I could bloody well say the feeling was fucking mutual

i HATE them, and i can’t wait to finish paying her so that i can move the fuck out quick!

first it was the dirty filthy dishes, they would sit there for days, im a very clean person and i like to have my house and place where i live presentable and nice smelling and clean… then it was the smoking inside her room, i HATE smoking inside the house, it just makes everything smell so freaking nasty

then she got a bf… now a lil back story… she drinks, a lot! she can go thru one of those huge bottles of rum within 2 days and tons of a specific diet soda which i will not name cuz it will give it away immediately… now the dude who she’s dating is a vet… from iraq… and he’s crazy… like psycho… plus he’s a complete moron and a fucking alcoholic as well lets just say he can’t drive his stupid car without blowing into a breathalyzer anyways… the fucker pretty much fucken lives here!!! i hate him!!! with a passion and ive made sure to let him know!!! he pays NOTHING!!! he has no job claims not to get enough money from the army or whatever branch he was from and has like 3 kids in which none of them may be his but he still thinks they’re his but they’re not, pays “child support” supposedly and claims not to ever have money but he makes sure that there is always a fucken 30 pack of beer in the fridge taking all the fucken space!!! they cook, and ALWAYS leave a fucken mess in the kitchen!!! im talking about i let it go for a week, a WEEK and they didn’t clean anything!!!! they expected ME to clean it!!! so what i did is just say if ya’ll aren’t gonna clean i’d suggest you either hire a cleaning lady or throw all this shit away and buy plastic plates, cups, forks, and everything else… they FINALLY cleaned it… now her room or their room, is FILTHY i mean F-I-L-T-H-Y!!!! it reeks!!!! im talking about if they open the door, the kitchen, living room and hall way will be penetrated with this awful smell!!! her room is a pigsty literally with at least 3 pottering pots full of cigerttes, yes 3, filled to the top, beer bottles every where, plates with food and dirty close every where as well… her bathroom, oh lord, i felt so disgusted and sorry for the maintenance man bcuz they had to do the caulking on her tub and the tub was filthy, i mean, there was a film reside of like either a dark brown reddish thing!!! and the toilet, oh lord, i don’t even know how she can sit down and pee… oh my god it is just fucken nasty!!!

i can’t fucken wait for my lease to be over to get the fuck out of here and have my own place, that way i can have people come over and not be embarassed of showing them my apartment and not having it smell even after i clean it, thoroghly!!!! nasty!!! ugh im so fucking disgusted to live with this individual…

i hate him and im beginning to not like her at all….