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Okay, our flatmate is BATSHIT INSANE.
Her latest? She says that I went into her room to get the phone (which was in it's usual place, IN THE FREAKING LIVING ROOM) and now she's threatened me that if she sees me in Majorca she'll teach me what's what (well, it's a rough translation but you get what I mean).
WHAT THE FUCK.
Oh, also, when I went to call my mother for legal advice (obvs, we want her OUT), she says: Go on and call your daddy. Um, sorry but at least I didn't have to get my mum to come all the way to Barcelona to enrol at uni. SERIOUSLY? She can't do anything on her own except apparently, to get things dirty without ever cleaning up the mess and bring a guy home to fuck while forgetting to mention that he's staying the night in the house. WHICH WE SHARE. And according to her, deep_lost and I are the disrespecting ones.
She says she's not moving out because she has the same contract we do (true) but in this situation, considering no-one's happy at the moment and living here is a nightmare, you'd think she'd want to look for a room in another flat, of which there are plenty at the moment, since it's the beginning of the school year; but no, she says she's staying and she doesn't see why we shouldn't be the ones to leave.
WHAT THE FUCK? deep_lost has lived in this flat for more than two years AND it's two of us and one of her (which, when we mentioned it, she said it was typical teenager behavior). Dude, it's obvious that it's in the interest of the owner of the flat to keep two people paying the rent instead of one because if one of the two leaves or fails to pay, at least the owner still gets half the rent and in the other case, they get nothing. Oh, and deep_lost has never caused any trouble before so I fail to see how this monster sees herself staying as a good thing.
She was one of my best friends, I can't believe the times I've defended her and lied for her and ugh, I wish I'd never told her to come with us.
I was defending her even a few weeks ago, when her behavior was already starting to worsen but apparently, I'm a dumbass and now I'm off to the doctor because this whole thing has fucked up my stomach and my back (my nerves too, but that goes without saying).
Any advice?
Her latest? She says that I went into her room to get the phone (which was in it's usual place, IN THE FREAKING LIVING ROOM) and now she's threatened me that if she sees me in Majorca she'll teach me what's what (well, it's a rough translation but you get what I mean).
WHAT THE FUCK.
Oh, also, when I went to call my mother for legal advice (obvs, we want her OUT), she says: Go on and call your daddy. Um, sorry but at least I didn't have to get my mum to come all the way to Barcelona to enrol at uni. SERIOUSLY? She can't do anything on her own except apparently, to get things dirty without ever cleaning up the mess and bring a guy home to fuck while forgetting to mention that he's staying the night in the house. WHICH WE SHARE. And according to her, deep_lost and I are the disrespecting ones.
She says she's not moving out because she has the same contract we do (true) but in this situation, considering no-one's happy at the moment and living here is a nightmare, you'd think she'd want to look for a room in another flat, of which there are plenty at the moment, since it's the beginning of the school year; but no, she says she's staying and she doesn't see why we shouldn't be the ones to leave.
WHAT THE FUCK? deep_lost has lived in this flat for more than two years AND it's two of us and one of her (which, when we mentioned it, she said it was typical teenager behavior). Dude, it's obvious that it's in the interest of the owner of the flat to keep two people paying the rent instead of one because if one of the two leaves or fails to pay, at least the owner still gets half the rent and in the other case, they get nothing. Oh, and deep_lost has never caused any trouble before so I fail to see how this monster sees herself staying as a good thing.
She was one of my best friends, I can't believe the times I've defended her and lied for her and ugh, I wish I'd never told her to come with us.
I was defending her even a few weeks ago, when her behavior was already starting to worsen but apparently, I'm a dumbass and now I'm off to the doctor because this whole thing has fucked up my stomach and my back (my nerves too, but that goes without saying).
Any advice?