Roommate from hell
Yes, so my roommate has turned into satan. Was taking a nap after my shower today and left my straightener on. Whoopty frickin shit. She comes in around 5:30 and calls her mom thinking I'm asleep. Was I? No. She thought I was. Heard the whole conversation. She bitched about me to her mom for 30 minutes. Telling her that the room could have burned down and that she has a 3000 dollar computer and 100 dollar shoes and 100 dollar DVD player and that she doesn't have room insurance. They don't even offer room insurance.
Anyways, then she starts bitching because I sleep so much. She said, "Mom, she was only up for an hour and 45 minutes, what a waste of time!" Then she says, "Do you know how many classes she went to today? Zero." None of her fucking business!!
Then she starts bitching about how she used to keep the lights off and let me sleep, now she doesn't. Then starts saying how she wants to find out if I'm transferring for good so she can request another roommate.
Then she gets on the phone with Hector and does the same thing. Then she starts saying how she thinks the tiles are 8 inches. I get up out of bed, get my ruler, and say, "The tiles are 9 by 9." Slam my drawer, get dressed and leave. I was shaking with anger. I'm not speaking a word to her anymore. I'm not telling her if I'm leaving or not. She can sit and wonder. Bitch.
Anyways, then she starts bitching because I sleep so much. She said, "Mom, she was only up for an hour and 45 minutes, what a waste of time!" Then she says, "Do you know how many classes she went to today? Zero." None of her fucking business!!
Then she starts bitching about how she used to keep the lights off and let me sleep, now she doesn't. Then starts saying how she wants to find out if I'm transferring for good so she can request another roommate.
Then she gets on the phone with Hector and does the same thing. Then she starts saying how she thinks the tiles are 8 inches. I get up out of bed, get my ruler, and say, "The tiles are 9 by 9." Slam my drawer, get dressed and leave. I was shaking with anger. I'm not speaking a word to her anymore. I'm not telling her if I'm leaving or not. She can sit and wonder. Bitch.