I am so sick of my roommate!!!!

I am not a neat freak, but by my standards she is a slob! She will keep dishes covered in food and pots and pans with bacon fat on it in her room for weeks. And these are all mine! My pots and pans are greasy and disgusting because she cannot wash them properly, my dishes are always missing and she broke one of my plates! I know it is just a plate, but it frustrates me that she doesn’t care to say sorry and it was probably broken because she stepped on it while it was hidden under the mountains of stuff in her room. Also hidden under there are all of my forks. We started with 11, now there is only 1. When I asked here where they were (I have none) she said that maybe she had a few in her room. A few my ass. How the hell is 10 forks a few???

And her room is a disgusting mess. I wouldn’t care if my dishes weren’t in there and if I didn’t have to use the shared printer in her room. Every time I go to print an assignment I have to climb over clean or dirty clothes (I can’t tell, they are all on her floor), tampons and pads, all MY dishes, and her assignments. She broke her laptop after one year because she cannot keep it safe, and now her second one has screen problems. I have had mine for 5 years and it is still running smoothly.

We agreed that the shared areas should be kept clear of personal stuff. I guess her room was too small, so the mess has extended into the dining and living areas. I cannot eat on the dining table because of all her stuff! And the bathroom. She leaves hair balls everywhere and cannot wipe the toilet seat if she happens to leave something on it. She also takes baths a leaves a ring of grime around the top of the tub. She may just not see it because she is not wearing her glasses that she swears she wears all the time.

On top of that, she has forgotten to lock the door on many occasions. I leave my computer, which is my life, in our apartment! How can you ‘forget’ to lock the door?

She has no idea how to store food. Any meat she puts in the freezer gets freezer burn. She will leave her half finished bowl of soup uncovered in the fridge. It makes everything stink! She has actually gone so far as to take the lid off her take out, pour it into one of MY bowls, and leave it in the fridge. She does not understand to throw out moldy food. I have to keep my food in my room or she will eat it!

That brings me the last point: she talks and sings to herself. All the fucking time. She laughs to herself and has conversations. And her singing is loud. It is like opera. I HATE OPERA. I have given so many clues that it bugs me, but does it sink in? No. I will be studying for a midterm and all of a sudden I hear her. And she is loud. Another thing is loud at is talking on the phone. I can hear both sides of the conversation. Yes the walls are thin, but have some fucking respect. We were talking on the way to uni, and she asks if wanted to hear how her quiz went. I say no, I already heard. She insisted that she did not tell me until I say that I heard her tell her dad over the phone, despite my best efforts of not wanting to hear it.

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