Alright, I just need to vent again about my roommate. She drives me crazy! I don’t even know what to do with her anymore. I’ve run out of ideas. Last weekend I got home from work, and my bed was gone. It was behind my door. First of all, why would my roommate let someone in to do that? Why would she let someone do that? I’ve been sick for quite some time now, and last weekend I just wanted to get home from work and just go to sleep. That couldn’t happen because I didn’t have a bed! There was duct tape on the frame, and there was stuff stuck to the tape. I could’ve just cried. I just went down to a friend’s room to watch a movie, and I thought I’d deal with it later. I got back up to my room, and she and her boy were naked in her bed. This just made my night ten times better! I yelled at her because of my bed, but I also had to scream at her because of what she’s doing as I’m speaking to her. The next day, she found out somehow that I was talking bad about her, but it’s hard not to when she puts me through all these bad things! She then told me we had to talk. We talked and she just flipped out on me and told me that if I have a problem with her to just tell her. I’ve told her many times, and she doesn’t change. She just has no consideration at all. Ever since then, I have barely seen her. She doesn’t even sleep in our room anymore. I found wrappers of my food that she’s eating in her desk. It’s like she’s hoarding my food; this is crazy talk! I don’t understand her! Her Bosnian friends came and pounded on my door this morning at like nine o clock, and she wasn’t even in here. That just upsets me. Don’t come pounding on someone’s door when you don’t even know if the person you’re looking for is in there. None of the Bosnian girls have any consideration; it just bothers me. I’ve had to deal with them for not even two months yet, and I’m already going crazy. They just don’t think about anybody but themselves. They talk loud all the time, and it’s not even important. Be quiet! Some people just frustrate me; if I respect you, respect me back. That’s all I ask, and these Bosnian girls don’t understand that. Lately, I’ve had to try really hard to be nice to them. It’s just gotten to me, I can’t take it anymore. I want a new roommate, but I can’t get one until semester I guess. I’ll just have to be strong about this I guess and try my best to get over it. It’s going to be hard, but I can do it!
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