Well I recently moved from a small independent flat to a dorm flat and one of my flatmates (whom I couldn't choose) is pure evil. Maybe not that bad but there is a lot of bickering and every god damn thing bothers her. I have so far overlooked many of her shortcomings in keeping the place clean and having friends over at odd times because I want no drama, I'm pretty tolerant and I expected the same from her. But no, she has to put on a rant about having to clean up after me and me having sound from the loudspeakers of my laptop while cooking in the kitchen etc. and how all that shows I have no respect for her. Bitch, I have done your dishes and picked your hair from the drain and washed off that weird sticky shit you spilt on the floor so many times after your drunk spoiled ass went to sleep I don't think you have the right to treat me like shit because I left a used teabag on the table overnight. Maybe it's a pot calling the kettle black thing but the air is toxic here and it's not doing anything good for my motivation to do anything and I just want to get out of here but it's still Tuesday. Am I really supposed to last till May?