girl named pagewas my roommate, very first semester at uni. i was quite a naive girl myself and shared a room (small one, too... 15 feet by 7 maybe) with pure evil.
we've got separate men's and women's dorms... one night she got caught in the men's dorm outside of visiting hours, and the RA politely asked her to leave. she went off on him about she'd do whatever the watermelon she wanted to do, asshole. came back to our dorm, where i was playing cards in the lounge, got on the phone with her boyfriend back home (whose name was jimmy hendricks btw) and began SCREAMING, at the top of her lungs, about how she hated this school, and hated everyone here, hated life, hated this that and the other thing. it sounded like someone was being tortured in there. she kept that up for about 5 minutes or so, came out into the lounge looking like hell, burned the shit out of a bag of popcorn, and went back in the room, where she got on the phone with her boyfriend again, and resumed screaming at maximum volume for another little while. locked the door, too, knowing that my keys were in the room (who takes their keys with them to the lounge next door?) and left it that way. i slept in my clothes on my RA's floor. my room smelled like burnt popcorn for a week, till she febreezed the whole thing. then it smelled like a horrible combination of burnt popcorn and febreeze.
after that she became nocturnal... usually came home around 8 am, and slept all day. she didn't go to a single class between halloween and christmas.
she'd often phone me around 3-4 am for no reason, and got her friends to prank call me in the middle of the night as well. when i started turning off the ringer at night, she decided that waking me up was so important that she phoned my friend down the hall, pretending to be lost somewhere, and told her to come in our room to wake me up and find directions.
one night she came in really early, around 2, just as i was going to bed, with this guy named peter, as i was getting changed for bed. they were both shitfaced, and proceeded to continue an argument in front of me that they'd started earlier, LOUDLY. she was a really loud drunk, and swore at everything, including inanimite objects. especially inanimate objects.
final straw was when i came in around 3 one night and found her in bed already... got changed into my pajamas quietly, and got into bed. bunk beds at that, and i had the top one. i'm lying there quietly, and about 10 minutes later i guess she thought i must be asleep by now, because she and the guy that had been hiding there resumed fucking.
bah! glad to be rid of her.
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Wed 19 Nov 2003, 2:42,
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we've got separate men's and women's dorms... one night she got caught in the men's dorm outside of visiting hours, and the RA politely asked her to leave. she went off on him about she'd do whatever the watermelon she wanted to do, asshole. came back to our dorm, where i was playing cards in the lounge, got on the phone with her boyfriend back home (whose name was jimmy hendricks btw) and began SCREAMING, at the top of her lungs, about how she hated this school, and hated everyone here, hated life, hated this that and the other thing. it sounded like someone was being tortured in there. she kept that up for about 5 minutes or so, came out into the lounge looking like hell, burned the shit out of a bag of popcorn, and went back in the room, where she got on the phone with her boyfriend again, and resumed screaming at maximum volume for another little while. locked the door, too, knowing that my keys were in the room (who takes their keys with them to the lounge next door?) and left it that way. i slept in my clothes on my RA's floor. my room smelled like burnt popcorn for a week, till she febreezed the whole thing. then it smelled like a horrible combination of burnt popcorn and febreeze.
after that she became nocturnal... usually came home around 8 am, and slept all day. she didn't go to a single class between halloween and christmas.
she'd often phone me around 3-4 am for no reason, and got her friends to prank call me in the middle of the night as well. when i started turning off the ringer at night, she decided that waking me up was so important that she phoned my friend down the hall, pretending to be lost somewhere, and told her to come in our room to wake me up and find directions.
one night she came in really early, around 2, just as i was going to bed, with this guy named peter, as i was getting changed for bed. they were both shitfaced, and proceeded to continue an argument in front of me that they'd started earlier, LOUDLY. she was a really loud drunk, and swore at everything, including inanimite objects. especially inanimate objects.
final straw was when i came in around 3 one night and found her in bed already... got changed into my pajamas quietly, and got into bed. bunk beds at that, and i had the top one. i'm lying there quietly, and about 10 minutes later i guess she thought i must be asleep by now, because she and the guy that had been hiding there resumed fucking.
bah! glad to be rid of her.
my mate had a top flatmatehe got in on New Years Eve to find his flatmate had been orgainzing his party treats for the evening, there were 2 wraps on the front room table, one with MDMA written on it,
the paper they were made out of looked a bit familiar, so he open one up and discovered his flatmate had made em out of one of his old payslips.
his name and N.I number were in the centre of 1 of the wraps...
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Wed 19 Nov 2003, 5:53,
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the paper they were made out of looked a bit familiar, so he open one up and discovered his flatmate had made em out of one of his old payslips.
his name and N.I number were in the centre of 1 of the wraps...