I'm not very proud of what I did to her, but I think you would have done the same thing

I had a crazy roommate that I thank God I don’t have to put up with ever again. We were VERY different. I come from a big city and she came from a small shithole town with a population of like two in the middle of Mississippi. She had ugly hair and ugly teeth and absolutely no sense of style. She was one of those girls that seemed pretty until she opened her mouth and started to talk with her hideous country accent. She would always try to fit her fatass into my clothes and it was such a joke. I always just let her try on my clothes for a laugh to myself... poor girl. She had some major psychological damage after those incidents.

She was bi-polar. I swear she would wake up pissed off at the world and would be decent one minute and the next, she would be yelling AT HERSELF because she was pissed that her phone froze up or something petty. She always yelled and talked to herself. Sometimes I think she would talk to an imaginary person that according to her would move things in the room and would always appear when I wasn't there... ha OK. She would claim that she wanted to be anorexic and then sure enough, would go stuff her fucking face for hours- eating all of my food of course... and then say: "ugh I just couldn’t do it. I wont eat tomorrow, though."

Every guy who so much as talked to her, would get the “honor” of her clinging on them all of the time. Stage 5 Clinger here. She would profess her love to all of them by the second time they talked. Hmmm, I wonder why they didn’t ever call back? One time she started to date one of her ex-boyfriends again and she started talking about marriage after a week of dating- she swore on her life every day that he was the boy she was going to be with forever and she would talk about how much he loved her and how much they were meant to be... ha. Well, I don’t think they will be getting married anymore. He broke up with her after about two months. I think he realized she was crazy too after she started showing up at his house unannounced and then tried to claim she was pregnant out of nowhere because she thought that it would just make him love her more...

She started to fuck one of her professors one time and he was damn ugly with a fucked up face. Well every guy she hooked up with was damn ugly. When he was finished with her he, of course wouldn’t return her phone calls and the psycho threatened to tell the university about their relationship (reminder: they were not together- um unless dating means calling the girl at 2:00 am to come have sex and then avoiding her at all other times). He freaked out and thank God, put her in her place and tried to break it off smoothly and fed her a bunch of BS for her to calm down. It only made it worse though because the girl cried for days and would call him to profess her to tell him how brokenhearted she was... stupid girl. He screwed you. Wow -- get over it, you know.

Anyways. This girl would mooch off of me all of the time- she would claim that she had a few thousand in her account but for some reason her debit card just wouldn't ever work!

She was very anti social. We would go to a party and even though she would know half of the people there she would sit in the corner and stare at the floor and all of the sudden be in a pissed off mood and bitch about how she wanted to leave. Too bad I always drove so she was stuck there to sulk by herself. Sometimes I wanted to shove a fucking liquor bottle down her throat so she would get drunk (she refused to drink). She always wanted the attention on her and if anyone dared speak to someone else, she would flip out on them and ask why they quit talking to her and if they didn’t “love her”... WTF!

One time we both went to a party and we had to dress up fun for it- She dressed up, I won’t say what she was but her skirt was disgusting. It was way too small. When she should have worn a large, she wore a small and it was half way covering her ass and cutting off circulation at her hips... her sorority sisters heard all about it and were pissed, and even girls from other sororities heard about it too because it was so gross. I was quite embarrassed and claimed not know her that night.

I was so tired of her BS that I would call home to my parents who are very old school, classy and look at me as their angel- and I would tell them that if I had to hear her bitch one more time that I was going to push her out of the window and then maybe just kill myself because I couldn’t take seeing her face anymore. OK so maybe I lost it. They knew how much I hated her. Well finally one day we lost it on each other and I drove her happy ass to the ground chewing her out that she had to get up and storm out of the room because she was crying so hard. Ok so yes it was mean for me to do that but I had put up with enough of her bullshit and she deserved everything I said to her. I mean everything I said to her was true but she just "couldn’t handle it."

So of course, the crazy got in her usual piss mood and left for the day and so did I. I was so angry and did something completely out of character for me and I would never do this again, but if you only knew her... you would have done the same thing--I went to Wal-Mart and bought some Nair and laxatives... I put the Nair in her shampoo and slipped some laxatives in her drink a few times before she went to class and when she went to fuck her boyfriend at 3 am... oh sorry, not technically her boyfriend- but that's what she called him... ha whatever.

So yes maybe it was mean but I look at it in a positive way. Her hair was already falling out because it was fried, so I just think I helped her speed up the process- and plus- I helped her because then she didn’t have hardly any to straighten and she wouldn’t have to spend hours trying to “fix” it. And the laxatives- I just like to think I helped pull whatever was shoved up her ass out a few times. I was such a caring roommate.