When Roommate Drama Got Real

So here’s the thing, my roommate is basically my worst nightmare come to life. It started with her leaving dirty dishes in the sink for days, then escalated to blasting Taylor Swift at 2 AM because she ‘needs’ music to sleep. And don’t get me started on how she thinks it’s okay to borrow all of my clothes without asking. I mean, sure, we’re roomies, but seriously? It’s like living with a younger version of myself who never learned manners or personal boundaries. Last night, when she decided to host an impromptu pizza party for her ‘best friends’ at 10 PM (did I mention the neighbors called us?), it was the final straw. I tried talking it out but ended up crying instead because... well, this is college, and we’re supposed to learn how to be adults here, right? Maybe next semester will bring a more understanding roommate.