Monday, December 12, 2011
So my weekend has not been as successful as planned. Right when I thought the semester was going to end on a great note, the rug was pulled from beneath me...of course it did. Any who, today has been rather exhausting. The only way I can start is to explain my roommate, Megan. She is "random" And has been causing me an unsurpassable amount of stress since the moment I moved in. I know it seems that I am goofy all over the place but if there is one thing I CAN NOT stand is 1. Liars, and 2. slobs. Well guess what are two perfect adjectives to describe her...ugh. So I am incredibly anal about my belongings (as any one should be, I mean they are yours right?). Well Megan does not seem to understand what "personal" means. The first time I met her she told me about how many "Zany bars" she did the night prior (WTF ARE THOSE ANYWAYS!?). She also mentioned how she has a record of shoplifting...now guess who was shitting there pants? Oh you guys are so smart because it was THIS BITCH RIGHT HERE! Since then I've had to repeatedly ask her to not use/wear my things. Granted I had perfectly good reason every time (Finding my most treasured items buried under her mountain of clothes and Marlboros). So today I am looking for a pair of yoga pants and see them in her hamper, naturally I go to snag them to make sure they are mine (hard to tell now that they've been stretched out :/ ). Low and behold I see MY THONG is underneath! I obviously shat myself then went to check my drawer to check...yup those were my panties. I almost threw up seeing my underwear with some other chicks discharge all over it. So I immediately tell my suite-mates (Who found Megan's used pad on the b-room floor that morning). We are all in shock, I mean I get it if she is a klepto, but my thong!?! I tried to keep it cool until I text her and she, go figure, plays it off like I am insane (Hmm, I'm not raiding panty drawers am I?). "What makes you think everything of yours is one of a kind?". Honestly I was ready to pack all of my shit right then and be done with her. If only I wasn't missing hmm lets see, My Natori bodysuit and a bra (Roughly around $100 right there) and few other items without a doubt. So tomorrow we are having a "Chat" With my RA. Then I'm out of that room for good. I just want to get my shit then she can torture the next poor soul that has to live with her. I know this sounds dramatic but her roommate from last year told me to move out asap...this was in September. If you read through all of this I am so grateful someone will listen to my ranting. I just cannot believe someone could ever be so tactless! So I am off to sleep and tomorrow: Operation pack and run.