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Josh, I understand how you are feeling.
My roomate's best friend is the most class-less person I have ever met in my life. She lives next door, but seems to believe she lives in my room. On more than one occassion I have come back to my room to find her sleeping in my bed (she never showers). She watches TV in the room when we are not there, eats my food, helps herself to my clothing and DVDs, once had a salad dressing and toothpaste fight in my room with her other friend ( I came back to find salad dressing all over my duvet cover and got the pleasure of scrubbing half a tube of toothpaste off my wall) comes in SCREAMING about the dumb, classless things she did the night before at 7 30 AM (this morning it was a story of how she dropped her pants and peed on the floor of the bus on the way to her date party last night - who does that?)
I know the logical answer - lock the door. Well, I do, but my roommate has never heard of a key, it seems (she also doesnt know about vacuum cleaners, dusting, scrubbing out the fridge when it gets moldy - ok, im a neat freak, but she could pitch in!)
It has come to the point where I am trying to switch roommates just so that this girl won't be in my room all the time.
I was raised to believe that people are entitled to their private space, that you should ASK before you borrow something, and just in general practice the golden rule. Honestly, I wonder how some people's parents raised them to think that treating other people's space and belongings as their own was OK...
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