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My roomate is broke.

And listen, I've been broke before but it was because It was the middle of lockdown and I was living off Universal Credit. She however has quit every single job she's gotten in the last two months. If you are broke and have a job that will pay £12 an hour.... Shut up.

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So, next day from my last post. Last night I decided to relax, if my roomate came to me I would express my feelings.... I get a call while I am cooking. She had decided to get plastered on an empty stomach. Our mutual friend that was there called me to say she was too steaming to get in a taxi. I had to stop cooking, get changed out my pjs and get an uber there.

I am not mad that I had to get her, would do that in a heart beat but it could of been avoided if she actually stopped and processed shit

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Love it when I had a awful day due to my friends belittling my feeling. They appolagised and I forgave them.

One of my friends is my roomate and tomorrow we both have work bright and early. They have a car and is driving to work. They have offered to drive me before today as we work a few streets away. I said yes please today because I won't have to wake up at crack ass of dawn to get to work but they are quite and discouraging of this plan. So now I have to wake up two hours before my shift instead of one.

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So a friend of mine is upset. Raging her words.

She has figured out that all her close friends are going to attend a wedding (seprate weddings) this year. Mine is my cousin. Now shes asking around her friends, including me, to ask if she can be our plus one to the wedding. Honey, you wont know anyone and you hate it if i leave you alone at a party where u know everyone but u get pissed off and huff if i leave to chat with a friend in my room.

So why would i take u to an event where i know everyone, as its a family wedding and you only know me and won't want be left alone. Why would you want come! Like jesus! Calm down and stop making everything a drama about u.

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Love when I go through to the kitchen with my roommate and they want praise for doing a few dishes... Aka one jug and a mug.... And left a pot and a strainer in the sink. Not doing all the dishes just a few and doesn't put the dry dishes away that I washed that are all of ours, so sit the f**k down. Did I run to her saying LOOK I DID THE DISHES! LOOK I DID THE BINS! LOOK I BINED ALL YOUR MOLDY SANDWICHES! and asked for a thanks. The answer is f**k no.

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So, roommates huh.

Got my 'first' one now. The reason I put the quote marks on is because I've lived with other people before but that was in student accommodation and as an au pair (live in nanny) ... So I count this one as my first roommate.

So my roommate is ill. And aw man are they not doing anything to get over this cough. I offer all the medicine I have for them to get better (medicine I baught for myself) and they accepts with a thank you. But I have to act like a mother and remind them and hand deliver it to them. They had enough energy to go to town, make drama and food. But not to f**King take the medicine that will make them better or clean all the boxes for thier IKEA chest of drawers came in that my step father built for them.

I've worked all day and come home to the mess and I'm about to blow.

So how am I going to blow? Write up a roommate agreement. I'm too nice. I just want it be clear to me and my roommate what is expected from the both of us.

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B***HING

So my roommate and I have known each other for a year and a month now. I had a place lined up and ready to move in and they wanted out the house they were currently living in. So sweet deal right?

Starting to think not. They are drama queen. Needs everything to be a huge fucking drama saga. Not my style at all. We don't have a shower, only a bath, they asked if it was possible to pop round to my mum's place for a shower(that's a wee walk away). I say yes and so does my mum. They then decides when I say it's all good and they can't go over and get one... It's not okay. As in she's being a drag and is an inconvenience to my mum....

Now obvs that isn't the worst thing but after THEY asking already and clearing it for my mum she makes it a huge drama about it. No longer wanting to go over...

Now tonight they are cold af, in thier bed, messaging me. I give them plenty of options on how to get warm aka blankets (including my fav one that I'm using atm), more cloths and a small radiator we have. Do they do anything to help... No. They complains more. I'm tiered af from working and they've slept all day doing nothing. If u can't be bothered getting up and fixing a problem then don't complain about your suffering you're inflicting on yourself!

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Help please x

Can the f***ing high schools around the world teach children how to adult! I'm nearly 22 and don't know half the s**** I need to know! Like bloody taxes, what interest rates are, mortgages and how to spend money! Not blow it all on food as I always do!

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Nine Nail Me

So, the first time I go out to the club after not getting drunk in over two years, sluttiest in my friend group (I'm that girl in clubs that have jeans, a nice tshit on and convers and that's it. So out of my comfort zone). Tits out and all and ready to hang out with my friends and get drunk.

Been in da club for many of hours and having a great time when then ten nail me at the time decides to do the most basic thing. Go to the toilet and relive my blader to keep the drinking going.... Did that just fine, but leaving the toilet wasn't as easy as you'd expect.

I walk out and leaned against the wall getting my shit together when I felt pain in my right hand pinky. Body is saying pain to my brain and my brain, being drunk, decides it's time to cry and laugh. Told my soon to be roommate that 'I'm not good. I feel pain.' and she proceeds to take me to get help.

In my mind at the time thought the door hinge trap just took my nail off and they would wrap it up and I would continue drinking my liver away. Nope! I had to go to hospital.

Two days later, I'm back at the hospital having plastic surgery cause I had chopped the whole tip of my finger off. Now I have the name of Nine Nail Nina.