dude. i'm just sick of this girl. i met emma a few years back. well, i met her in high school, but we weren't friends til a few years ago. we started hanging out and getting high together, we started being pretty good buddies. after i graduated high school, i became an introvert and a homebody, and she sorta got me out being social and acting more like a young person again. she was real cool. i mean, not the brightest bulb, but she was a nice person, and pretty cool to hang out with and talk to. i'd like to think i helped her broaden her horizons. before she met me, she didn't know much about the world of obscure music or cinema...was pretty stuck in the mainstream. she always told me it was cool that i exposed her to so many new things like that. and she helped me to become young again. she satisfied a need in me to act young and even ridiculous once in awhile. so we were really good friends for about a year and a half. i was working at crackdonald's at the time. she was working at another crackdonald's on the other side of town. (crackdonald's is my little nickname for mickey d's. i hate that fucking corporation. they can suck my ass). her crackdonald's got shut down by the corporation because it wasn't making enough money. so she applied at the one i worked at and got hired. she met one of the floor managers there named jerry, and she began to develop a little crush on him. here's my description of jerry: retarded, acne-faced, eminem wanna-be. he goes tanning, wears big, stupid gold chains, dyes his hair to look like eminem, is a die-hard wrestling fan, and was, at that time, a huge womanizer. he was kinda cute if that's your type. but ewwwwwwwww! so she started jonesin' for him. of course she had different taste in guys than i have, so i didn't give her any shit about it. i didn't feel it was my place. she went out on a date with him and they had sex that night. they started to date regularly. about 2 months after that, we signed a lease on an apartment together. it was really cool for like, the first month. then she started bring jerry home, along with other people, at like 3, 4 in the morning. and being LOUD AS FUCK. and she stopped doing her part with the cleaning duties around the house. she'd just leave dirty dishes all around the house. she'd leave the kitchen all nasty. the countertops would have sticky shit from her cooking, she'd leave a pot on the stove with dried up old mac n' cheese or ramen noodles in it, carrot peelings in the sink without even bothering to use the garbage disposal. i had talks with her. she vowed to do better. she'd do better for a few days, then go back to her habits. then she started being a total ****. now, she wasn't really a **** to ME. she was just a ****. she was still nice to me, but she started gossiping about people HARDCORE. she would talk so much shit about people who were her friends. plus she smoked WAY too much weed. i have nothing against smokin' weed, but there was one time i gave her my half of the electric bill and she said she would write a check and pay it, and she forgot to because she was out of checks, so instead of getting a fucking money order, she just pocketed my money and used it to buy a sack. yeah. when i figured it out, i demanded that she smoke me out repeatedly since technically, that was my weed. a few months into us living together, i met dario, who is now my fiance'. my relationship with dario was progressing and we were falling more and more in love. he lived far away at the time, but his lease was soon to be up and he was trying to figure out where he should live. he wanted to move to my town, of course, but there wasn't a lot of time to look for housing before his lease was up. the rent and bills were proving to be really high (emma had a penchant for leaving the lights on and running electric appliances at all hours and cranking up the heat when it wasn't even that cold) and me and her were discussing trying to find a third roommate anyway. what better choice than my boyfriend? we talked about it, and she agreed it would be fine, and it would make the rent cheap for all of us. so he moved in once his lease was up. at first it was really cool. she was hardly home anyway, since she was starting to spend more time with her boyfriend, so me and dario had the place to ourselves a lot. but our friendship was definitely changing. we were both in relationships now. she was barely ever around. she didn't work the same shift as me at work. we didn't see each other much, needless to say. so i felt us starting to drift apart a bit more. we pretty much started to a few weeks after we moved in together, but now it was much more noticable. then christmas came. me and dario went over to my mom and stepdad's house to open presents and have christmas dinner. that night we went home and my dad came over to give us our presents and open ours from him. we were hanging out and having a really great conversation, when emma walks in with 5 strangers who i don't even know, and she was stoned off her ass. i think my dad felt weird about it, so he left. one of the kids gets onto my computer and starts fucking around with it when i had things downloading. i, of course, told him to get the fuck off. some other kid sat down at the kitchen table and knocked shit over with his elbow (not on purpose) but didn't even bother to pick it up. then one of the other kids just grabbed the TV remote and started flipping channels. WTF? we were PISSED OFF. luckily they left within a few minutes. the day after christmas, emma threw a HUGE ASS PARTY without even letting me know. it was shitty. i had a good time for a bit, because some of my good friends showed up, but then the vibe got really bad. everyone was drunk, and some fuckface tried to pick a fight with some other fuckface. and some other shitty stuff happened too. dario got pissed and told emma to get everyone the fuck out of there. they all took forever to leave, and dario SCREAMED at everyone to get the fuck out. i didn't fucking blame him. i wanted to do the same, but i was too chickenshit to scream at everyone. looking back, i should have. so everyone left, including emma. the next day, emma told me that dario's behavior was completely out of control and unacceptable. WHAT? he yelled at a bunch of assholes to leave his apartment. maybe he wasn't nice about it, but he had a right to be upset and had the right to ask people to leave. well, the wounds from that incident sorta healed. she ended up leaving a short month and a half after that. jerry ended up getting an apartment and wanted her to move in with him. so she left. we sorta stayed friendly for awhile, but i stopped hanging out with her. i couldn't hang out with someone who would talk so much shit about people, judge people, etc. she was starting to get really judgmental as she got more heavily involved with jerry. i'm not blaming him for changing her. it just started happening as she got involved with him. i quit my job at the crackdonald's because our boss found out about her and jerry and started making her work the day shift, and i couldn't stand the awkwardness of us working together. she'd be super friendly at work, but i could tell she was being really insincere. and for months after she moved out, a lot of her shit was still in my apartment and it made me SO MAD that she just kept storing her shit there when i wanted the room to keep my OWN stuff. so it was all i could do to not be short with her, but i was civil back. so i quit my job after getting hired at my current job. just getting away from her was a godsend. i immediately stopped talking to her. i even wrote her a letter and told her all the reasons i didn't want to be friends anymore, and in the letter i was pretty nice and wished her the best, but we had grown apart and no longer had anything in common, and that's SO TRUE. so, 6 months later, she's still talking about me. my closest girlfriend frequents this bar that emma frequents. emma will start a conversation with her, but then turn the subject to me, and to my best friend it's obvious that emma is only talking to her to talk about me, which i think is incredibly RUDE. she says that because of dario i have totally isolated myself from everyone who cares about me. no, i isolated myself from her and her two best friends. i call them the ho-train. all they do is talk shit about other people and get drunk. their whole life is drinking and obsessing about their weight. WTF kind of existence is that? i'm not going to associate with people like that. once we were friends, but she changed drastically and i couldn't be friends with the person she had changed into. anyway, she still talks about me to my friend from time to time. i avoid the bar she frequents simply because A: she's there a lot and i don't want to have a big confrontation because i don't think it would go anywhere and B: i don't like that bar very much. it's too much of a trendy college bar and i like sleazy dive bars. call me old-fashioned. hehe. but my friend always tells her to stop gossiping about me or leave her alone. yeah. it's just bullshit. i just wanted to cut ties. make a clean break. but it's obvious that this girl is still obsessed with the notion of us as friends. she is obsessed, but she won't act on it. she won't call me up or anything. but she WILL pester my other friends about me. a lot. it's just fucked up. i want to tell her to get on with her life and move on, but i'm afraid if i make more contact with her, it'll just make her worse. recently, my mom went thru the drivethru at her crackdonald's to get a coke, and emma asked about me and said she wanted to talk to me. then a week or so later, my stepdad went in on lunch and she mentioned me to him as well. she could have just as easily just served them their shit and said hi without so much as saying my name. but she had to talk about me. i guess all i can do is just never talk to her again. maybe one day she'll get the fucking hint. it's just weird and fucking lame.
Roommates can totally suck. Definitely cut this girl out of your life. As for her crap being at your place? Load it up and have it delivered to her new place... or call the Salvation Army to come pick it up lol then if she wants it back, tell her she can buy it back from the SA. People like that are so rude.
it seems to me this girl is mentioning you to your folks maybe bcos shes relalised that she was a tit for letting a friendship with such and understanding person go. If that was me she woulda been outta my life a long time ago dont waste time with people that will bring you down. yeah make sure she takes her shit out of your place. and dont worry if shes talking about you, if you say something now it will make it worse, once she sees that your true friends arent gonna believe her bull then she'll give up and obsess over someone else
i should have mentioned that i did finally get her to come get her shit, after much nagging. i did need to vent. i had been kinda drunk that night and was sobering up but still in that "i'm still a little drunk" phase where i'm actually able to articulate myself. you know what being drunk will do to ya...make you think about shit that you shouldn't be thinking about. i actually recently told my good friend who runs into her at the bar she frequents that if emma says anything regarding me to not let me know about it anymore. the more you think about someone you want out of your life, the more they are still in your life. out of sight, out of mind. so, excuse this super long post. i was drunk and emotional..heh.
