Oh my FUCKING G.
You know what's NEVER ok!? When your roommate comes home wasted at 4:45 in the morning and decides it would be cool for 3 of her loudest, most annoying, drunkest friends to come with her and have breakfast and "chill" in the kitchen of her 10-person apartment. It would be bad enough in an apartment with 3 or 4 people...but you live in a fucking TEN PERSON APARTMENT. I mean, have you no fucking respect for anyone but yourself? It's possible that a few of our roommates are out of town for semester break, but you know I'm here; you see me in the kitchen every fucking day. AND you know I'm American; I can't just go home on break, I have to stay here. I mean...FUCKing come ON. I hate living here. I can't wait to move out, even if it IS into an apartment with one of the strangest Americans I've ever met. Anything but this. Please.
p.s. Stop using my fucking silverware and not washing it, you whore.