The past 1 1/2 months of horrible stuff she did put me under so much stress that I almost had to go to the hospital.

I knew my roommate wasn’t going to be the cleanest person, but I thought by the two of us sharing a three-bedroom apartment: me taking the master and her having the other two rooms she'd have plenty of room for her stuff.

I was wrong!

She moved in before me and took over every room of the apt. I couldn’t even get a cupboard or any space in the freezer. The spare room was literally a trash pit you couldn’t even walk in the room it was literally piled with bags and containers she never bothered to unpack for nearly 6 months.

Then the hallway started accumulating with her clothes, laundry baskets that you could barely walk through the hall without tripping over stuff. She was horrible about doing her dishes, and it got so bad they piled up in the sink, she'd leave dirty dishes sit out for days on the coffee table, then she started putting her dirty dishes in her bathroom!

She had two cats which she fails to clean up after and would leave the messes they'd make on the floor for days!

The apartment started to smell horrible. Her mess that had taken over every room of the apt was driving me insane, I am very big on keeping clean so in the beginning I was doing her dishes and cleaning up after her, but then she started doing psycho things to me and I stopped.

One day I didn’t speak to her, and she left me a nasty note telling me if you choose to ignore me to ignore my stuff and go buy your own dishes. The day after that she left me a nasty four-page note, and was finding stupid petty things to go after me for like not wiping off the stove and changing the lint trap in the dryer. In that note she said she was threatened by my b/f after she felt comfortable enough to walk out in nothing but a towel in front of him...and then proceed to walk onto the balcony in her towel…and she is over 400 pounds!

She then started to try and screw me over on electric bill that I had to ask for proof on the bills. She'd try and come up with stories to why I would have to pay more of the bill when I go home every weekend. I left her a note saying I felt that I couldn’t use any room besides my bedroom.

So in the middle of the night when I am sleeping she has someone over and starts moving furniture. I wake up the next morning to find she has blocked me off from the living room and thinks she is compensating me by giving me the tiny cubicle of space that was the dining room.

I went on a 10-day trip to Texas to see my brother before he deployed for Iraq, I come back to find she shut all the electricity off in my room, bathroom, and closet, by turning the circuit breakers off!

One night she left and left her music blaring, I didn’t want to attempt to walk into her room and trip over all her junk, so I just shut the door to drown out the music. The next morning I woke up to a note saying, “Don’t ever lock my cat in my room again B*TCH.”

That was the last straw for me. My parents drove down the following Monday and we went straight to the landlords and showed them pictures of the filth she was living in and every thing she had done to me. They said the spare bedroom and hallway were defiantly fire hazards and we could be fined and evicted. So we asked if they would come up to the apt and see the mess and tell the girl herself, which they said they'd do.

It couldn’t of worked out any better: we walked in the apartment was the filthiest it had ever been, and she was asleep on the couch, she was threatened by the landlords with fines and eviction, and my parents threatened her with court because I'd of gotten evicted too.

She claimed she was in the process of cleaning it. We called her dad to come down because we had to work out the situation.

The past 1 1/2 months of horrible stuff she did put me under so much stress that I almost had to go to the hospital. I was constantly feeling sick and not eating. My mom nailed her for every possible thing, and her dad did not argue any of our points with us.

After that things started to get better, then I went home for a month for break and things got worse again. I come back to a note saying last month my check for the electric bill was a few pennies short and to pay the exact amount next time. For the current electric bill, which was now over due, she knew I was going home for a month and failed to call and ask me to mail her a check, so she tried charging me the late charge, and then a processing fee for her to pay the bill...yes it was like $1.50 but it was the fact she has tried screwin me over on every bill she has given me and is trying to pinch every extra penny she can out of me. So I left her a check for the amount of the bill.

She then took me to the landlord to fight me over $1.50. I stood my ground and told her it is not my problem if you cant pay the bills on time and call me if you needed the money that bad.

The following week I came back to see that she went into my bedroom and stole from me. It was stuff she had given me when I first moved in: a lid, a cheap bottle of soap, and a shower caddy. I went to the landlord the next morning and requested a lock be put on my bedroom be put on my door, which they did that morning, and they went up and told her under no circumstance could she ask for a key to get in my room, and she tried to argue what if she locks my cats in her room. I mean seriously!

The next electric bill came, and the period it was from was the entire month I was gone for break, and for that month, she managed to drastically increase the bill to the highest it has ever been. Obviously that means she cranked the heat and was running lights nonstop. I told her I'd give her $50 for general heating costs since I wasn’t their a single day of the bill. Instead of coming to me to talk about it, she calls her dad who calls my mom and threatens her for the money. I still got bout 2 months left on my lease, I was unable to break the lease without fines and court, and I couldn’t find anyone to sublease. So the day this lease is over can’t get here soon enough.

It has been a major live and learn experience...if you have any doubts…trust your instinct and say no.