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Let's just forget the fact that she's paying only 740 for the BIGGEST room just becuase she "doesn't think that room is worth more than that." I mean, I have the SMALLEST room and I don't think its worth more than 670 yet here I am paying 700?! But yes...lets move past this bitterness that has lingered on for almost 3 months as I have already ranted about this more than enough times than I'd like to remember.

• First of all, she just doesn't know how to fucking shut up about school. I'm not even in school and I miss it a bunch but I swear she has nothing else of interest to talk about other than how hard her classes are, how stressed she is, how she's going to fail her midterms, how she has so many pages left to read...I mean, I admit I used to do that too but not to this extreme. This must be punishment for all the times I've done it. She doesn't even do that badly on her exams! Tammy does MUCH worse and Tammy just sucks it up and shuts up. We are both on the verge of stuffing a sock in her mouth...seriously.
• And while we're on the subject her her talking...she does not know how to talk softly! I swear you can practically hear her phone conversations halfway down the fucking block! Does she NOT know how to shut her fucking door and let the rest of us exist in peace? And on top of that, most of the time she's blabbing about school! As if I don't have to put up with it enough as it is! She has woken me up a couple of times on the weekends when I finally get to sleep in...now THAT is just asking for it. That and the way she slams drawers, doors, and stomps down the stairs on her way to training for the clinic on weekends. Does my precious sleep mean nothing to her? Its not like I go pounding on her walls every morning when I get up. I expect the same courtesy, especially since my room is on the other side of the kitchen wall and is right by the front stairs.
• And then there's the heat. Just the fact that she gets all the heat in her room since its right next to the heater makes me really bitter. She complains that it gets too hot in her room, so is that supposed to justify turning off the heater when my room is the coldest out of the three? Fuck no! One day when I was complaining that it was really cold and I asked her if it was still really cold outside (it was midafternoon) she said that she didn't think it was cold and she had the gall to add "we're NOT turning on the heater." WTF! I never said anything about turning it on. Who just went and made her furnace regulator? erg! And when she does deem it fit to turn on the heat after I've already gone to sleep with my door closed, she doesn't even have the courtesy to open my door! I woke up one frigid morning and opened my door to a balmy 75 degree hallway.
• Let's get back to the phone. The phone is always...I repeat...ALWAYS for her. I am forever taking messages for her cuz she's never home to answer it. Actually, she's always on the phone when she's home too. As if I don't have anyone to talk to? Fuck! I once was talking to Grant for our weekly conversation and it was extending into the 2 hour mark and I swear that some of her friends were so fucking rude. One girl called like 3 times. The 2nd time she asked when Anna would be able to call me back and I said roughly 30 minutes. TWENTY-SEVEN minutes later she has the audacity to tell me that its been over 30 minutes and she HAS to talk to Anna. Like WTF?! Does my conversation mean nothing? Does the world all of a sudden revolve around this bitch and Anna? Turns out the girl just wanted to talk about school and an upcoming test. HELLO!!!! Fucking bitch. I should've told her off but by that point I was just pissed off with all the call waiting interruptions. SEVEN calls in one hour!!!!
• And let me point out that my little dry erase board on the fridge is basically Anna's message board. >.<
• Then there's the whole issue of her being a slob. I admit it...I am a slob. My mom has called me a slob all my life and she claims I take after my real dad, but dude, you do NOT understand how much cleaner I am than this person that I live with. It takes her FOUR weeks to clean the kitchen floor. FOUR. Me and Tammy had done it like 2 or 3 other times and it was finally her turn. She whines and complains when she cleans the bathroom and this was no different. She finally said that she would only clean the floor after we got a broom. Umm..yeah. I suggested getting a dustpan and brush so it would be easier to pick up (we had the swiffer thing up till then) but she insisted on a broom. She even offered to pay for it, but HELLO! Sure a broom keeps you from physically kneeling on the floor, but how the hell are you supposed to pick up all the crap in the end? You have to bend down either way! Frick. Then when we also got a mop, do you know what cleaner she used to mop the floor? COMET. Who the fuck uses comet on the floor?! She apparently only scrubbed the floor with the mop and cleaner and left it. It had a chalky residue for at least 2 weeks! And do you know how long it took her to start washing dishes? I don't even think she knew how to start the dishwasher!
• I'd like to add that Anna cooks some of the nastiest shit sometimes too. Her fried rice? uck. And she has the nerve to criticize mine because of the spam? fuck off bitch!
• And another thing that totally pissed me off and made me flip my lid was when Tammy told me once that Anna was bitching about ME! About how I didn't seem to be buying anything for the apartment so I should buy the VCR, about how it was supposed to be Anna and Tammy and THEN me (they've known each other since grade school..but not BEST friends). Tammy told her that I had bought a bunch of stuff for the kitchen, even though I don't think I did, and that supposedly shut her up. Just to prove her wrong I paid for our kitchen chairs and even the hub when I didn't even have a fucking computer! erg. Now that we're getting sofas from Tammy's friend Anna has said that she'll buy the VCR (yeah...I'd like to see that). She really hasn't bought anything for this apt. She just brought stuff from home to share. No money ever left her hands. erg.
• I won't get into the fact that her family has real problems. They call ALL the time. Moreso than normal. And Anna? She has no respect for her parents. She is always philisophically arguing with them when she doesn't agree with them. And then she hangs up. heh
• Should I mention that half the food bill is hers? She eats like a fucking pig! Thank GOD we decided to split the food bill accordingly early on.
• And lastly, or well..last for now...the computer. Even when it comes to the fucking computer there's something that always has to irk. The cable modem is in HER room. HER room since its closer to the cable, since she was the one to stay for the cable guy...becase of this I needed to buy the hub, I needed to spend more to get a cable that could reach all the way across the hall, and what did she have to do? Abso-fucking-lutely nothing! She didn't even say anything about splitting the costs the hub and everything until at least a month after I had bought it. She wouldn't even be accomodating to move the hub and/or cable modem to the side of her room closest to us since that plug was controlled by the light switch and she didn't want to "accidentally" turn it off. You know it was just so she could keep using it as her light switch. Fucking selfish. And that was before she offered to split the costs. So we were supposed to accomodate her and pay more for it? I think not bitch! ARGH!