I FUCKING HATE MY ROOMMATE
I'm so ready to tell that bitch off. She acts like she's the princess of the house and she expects all of us to yield to her. First, on Tuesday we got our new refrigerator delivered without warning, so Alexis and I had to quickly empty our old one so the guys could install the new one and be on their way. In our haste, we mixed up a few things, but when we put everything back, we did the best that we could to put things back in the right places. We also set a meeting time that night to discuss some minor issues about the fridge (how to divide up the extra shelves, etc.). Later that evening, I came back to find that Kristin had wrote a nasty note saying that she couldn't be at the meeting and that whomever had designated that time was being very inconsiderate. She added that some of her food was missing and that other people's stuff was mixed in with hers. So I wrote back saying that I had picked that time because it worked for the rest of us, and that things were jumbled up and if she couldn't find something, look on the other shelves, and if something wasn't hers, she should ask who's it is. The fucking bitch can't use common sense.
Another thing: At our meeting last week, we told her no more pot in the house. Two days later, she invited her friends over to smoke! I wanted to STRANGLE her!
And another thing: Last night she was smoking her hooka and reading in the TV room. We let her stay in there all afternoon and evening, but at 8 Catie went down there to watch Lost. When she turned the TV on, Kristin said, "I'm reading in here." Catie replied, "I want to watch my show." So Kristin threw a fit and made a big scene about gathering up her books and her hooka and leaving the house. Why doesn't she just move to a different room? Or her room?? There are plenty of places to sit and read in the house, but only one TV. Just because she wanted to sit in the TV room and study doesn't mean that Catie has to yield to her.
One last thing: As if it wasn't bad enough that she has taken over the dining room with her desk, printer, papers, and all her other school shit; and the TV room with her hooka, laptop, and more books; and the back deck with all her pot- and hooka- smoking supplies; now she's moved into our living room. Alexis, Catie, and I have been wanting to use our fireplace, so today Catie went and bought some wood. I get home, and Kristin has moved her hooka and books and her giant chair to completely surround the fireplace, and is using OUR wood!
I am so LIVID right now. I want to smash her nasty-ass hooka.
Another thing: At our meeting last week, we told her no more pot in the house. Two days later, she invited her friends over to smoke! I wanted to STRANGLE her!
And another thing: Last night she was smoking her hooka and reading in the TV room. We let her stay in there all afternoon and evening, but at 8 Catie went down there to watch Lost. When she turned the TV on, Kristin said, "I'm reading in here." Catie replied, "I want to watch my show." So Kristin threw a fit and made a big scene about gathering up her books and her hooka and leaving the house. Why doesn't she just move to a different room? Or her room?? There are plenty of places to sit and read in the house, but only one TV. Just because she wanted to sit in the TV room and study doesn't mean that Catie has to yield to her.
One last thing: As if it wasn't bad enough that she has taken over the dining room with her desk, printer, papers, and all her other school shit; and the TV room with her hooka, laptop, and more books; and the back deck with all her pot- and hooka- smoking supplies; now she's moved into our living room. Alexis, Catie, and I have been wanting to use our fireplace, so today Catie went and bought some wood. I get home, and Kristin has moved her hooka and books and her giant chair to completely surround the fireplace, and is using OUR wood!
I am so LIVID right now. I want to smash her nasty-ass hooka.