I'm stuck with these three girls are nicknamed the "herpes whores" in a suite style dorm. They are trashy, nasty girls with respect for other people's stuff. I begun to lose my sanity when they were using a shit ton of my expensive salon brand conditioner. The stuff doesn't won't even work on their fake, bone dried hair because it's for non damaged, natural hair ONLY, yet they... Read More »
Princess Entitlment Issues
I was studying abroad, living with an assigned roommate. For a while we lived in amicable ignorance of one another due to our conflicting study schedules. But I kept getting weird feelings. I come home and find that my pens would run out much faster than they used to, my laptop would be out of charge, my pencils would be blunt, my fan turned on when I swore I turned it off. I kept my personal bedroom locked when I wasn’t in the apartment, and many of my storage containers also had locks. At first I chalked it up to exhaustion and the new environment but to make sure I did the old hair across the door trick. It triggered off repeatedly, so I bought a webcam and hid it in the room, recoding the footage wirelessly. Imagine my surprise when I discovered my illusive roommate actually picking the lock of my door and making herself at home in my room! She didn’t steal anything, just used it, treated it like it was all her property; writing with my pens and pencils, doing her work at my desk, playing music with my speaker dock, watching my DVDs. My jaw was on the floor, and from the way she managed to return everything to its usual place and lock it all up before I got home, I guess she’d done it a lot. I collected a tonne of video evidence from inside and outside of the room. When I confronted her she had the gall to be insulted that I’d called her out. She thought that because the apartment and the basic furniture belonged to the government, then it was public property and she could do whatever she wanted with it. Apparently my room has more natural light than hers. I told her that if she had to break through a lock to do something, then odds are it isn’t legal and she should never go into my room when I’m not in the apartment. She exploded, rambling about how she had every right to do what ever she wanted in “her” own home. She actually called me a capitalist pig when I told her that using my supplies could be construed as theft and then stormed out proclaiming that I was one of “those” people that brought about the credit crunch and that I would be homeless if I didn’t “grow up and learn how to live with people”. The best part? I filmed that confrontation too. I gave copies of it all to the building manager and the dean of studies she was given a lifetime ban from academic housing complexes and suspended from study pending an investigation into her behavior, two other roomates of hers had complained of back on campus, only with them she had been helping herself to their clothes, shoes and study notes. She got a flight home from her mother. I got a two bedroom apartment to myself for the rest of my course.
My friend and I always like to mess with each other. One day I had met this girl and things were going pretty well, but because I knew he used to be into her, I asked to see if it was ok. He promptly gave me the thumbs up, but, as part of our ongoing prank war, texted her asking her out for me, when we barely knew eachother. It quickly weirded her out and ruined my chances, but... Read More »
Well, I know now that you talk MAJOR shit about me with literally everyone I know... You know I have to say I'm not that surprised because it seems to be all that you do, but I thought we were close friends. I mean, I was the one to help you when you were embarrassingly throwing up all over yourself and others at a party while your longterm "marriage potential" boyfriend didn't... Read More »
- Hey, Hoe. Remember how you dumped me, saying how I treated you wrong, despite doing whatever I humanly could to help you out? Well, I found out your dirty, little secrets. How you cheated on me multiple times and even said the reason we're dating is so when I graduate, I'll be making money. Well, while going through your room, grabbing whatever that's mine, I found your weed... Read More »
you ran over my dog left her their for 2 hours then called me a pussy when i cryed cus she had to be put down so it was me who shit on your bed stole 300 from you and i also called your mom and told about your weed and booze and got you cut off good luck dick
You know the anonymous girl you complain about for breaking you and Mike up? It was me. I'm really sorry. I didn't know who you were then.