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I can smell something spermy in my room.
So I've got one more exam on Tuesday and that's uni wrapped up until September. I don't think I've put in too much work. I think I can do much better, although I've had some of the highest marks in my class. I guess some people are never satisfied. If I can get a job in Plymouth, I can move into our new house with my flatmates. However, one of them I'm not at all very keen on living with now. I think that is the general consensus of the other flat mates. I thought I'd be able to live with her but she's just gotten worse. She (Becca) used to hang round with this guy who used to have cancer. She tried to be close friends with him but he didn't want that and she went psycho. He went in for some more tests a couple of months ago to see if the cancer has come back. After that, we didn't see him so I automatically assumed his cancer probably came back and he went in to hospital for treatment. She didn't think so and sent him a barrage of nasty emails because she thought she was being ignored. Only the other week one of her friends told her that she saw him in an exam with a totally bald head. Obviously he was having his cancer treated. How disrespectful is that? I can't approach her in the mornings as she has a totally different personality. And on most days I have to watch what I say just in case she takes something the wrong way. She has a differently personality for every day of the week. She'll even say really stupid and nasty things without even realising what she has said. It's like me or the other flatmates are walking on eggshells whenever she is around. I remember when we all signed up to live in this house for next academic year. She was talking to my flatmate (Jaques) about who was gonna put their dvd player in the living room. Jaques said she will put her dvd player in the living room, which was fine. And then over the next few weeks, Becca must of asked Jaques over ten times over who was gonna put the dvd in the living room. The same conversation over and over again. After that, Becca then said that she was gonna put her own dvd player in the living room, and she brought this conversation up over and over again for the next three weeks. It's so exhausting! And as exams were approaching, everyone decided to lock themselves in their rooms to revise. Becca took this personally and thought everyone was avoiding her (which was partly true but that wasn't the point!). I remember a couple of weeks ago I could hear stomp up and down the corridor at least 20 times a day. It's fucking insane!
To put it in a nutshell, that girl is a fucking nutcase. I don't know what happened to her when she was younger but something happened to her at a particular time in her life to make her really messed up in the head.
I really don't know how to take this really. I try to ignore it and do my own thing, but the thought of that person really makes my stomach turn, literally. I'm seriously considering just finding another house to live in. HELP!!!
So I've got one more exam on Tuesday and that's uni wrapped up until September. I don't think I've put in too much work. I think I can do much better, although I've had some of the highest marks in my class. I guess some people are never satisfied. If I can get a job in Plymouth, I can move into our new house with my flatmates. However, one of them I'm not at all very keen on living with now. I think that is the general consensus of the other flat mates. I thought I'd be able to live with her but she's just gotten worse. She (Becca) used to hang round with this guy who used to have cancer. She tried to be close friends with him but he didn't want that and she went psycho. He went in for some more tests a couple of months ago to see if the cancer has come back. After that, we didn't see him so I automatically assumed his cancer probably came back and he went in to hospital for treatment. She didn't think so and sent him a barrage of nasty emails because she thought she was being ignored. Only the other week one of her friends told her that she saw him in an exam with a totally bald head. Obviously he was having his cancer treated. How disrespectful is that? I can't approach her in the mornings as she has a totally different personality. And on most days I have to watch what I say just in case she takes something the wrong way. She has a differently personality for every day of the week. She'll even say really stupid and nasty things without even realising what she has said. It's like me or the other flatmates are walking on eggshells whenever she is around. I remember when we all signed up to live in this house for next academic year. She was talking to my flatmate (Jaques) about who was gonna put their dvd player in the living room. Jaques said she will put her dvd player in the living room, which was fine. And then over the next few weeks, Becca must of asked Jaques over ten times over who was gonna put the dvd in the living room. The same conversation over and over again. After that, Becca then said that she was gonna put her own dvd player in the living room, and she brought this conversation up over and over again for the next three weeks. It's so exhausting! And as exams were approaching, everyone decided to lock themselves in their rooms to revise. Becca took this personally and thought everyone was avoiding her (which was partly true but that wasn't the point!). I remember a couple of weeks ago I could hear stomp up and down the corridor at least 20 times a day. It's fucking insane!
To put it in a nutshell, that girl is a fucking nutcase. I don't know what happened to her when she was younger but something happened to her at a particular time in her life to make her really messed up in the head.
I really don't know how to take this really. I try to ignore it and do my own thing, but the thought of that person really makes my stomach turn, literally. I'm seriously considering just finding another house to live in. HELP!!!