I'm venting mostly because I just don't understand how I end up with the worst room mates of all time. In college, I had a room mate who would come back to the apartment at 4:00 am and I would find her mom sleeping on the floor of our room. My other room mate adopted a couple of mice and never cleaned the cage. One summer, I lived at an apartment with another girl for an internship who sleep walked and ate my food. She would also put her dirty toilet tissue in the trash instead of flushing the toilet...talk about an embarrassing topic to bring up! My last semester of college I had one room mate who refused to talk to me because she thought everyone was conspiring against her and another who smoked an "illegal" substance every night in the room next to mine. Ick! Now I'm in grad school and living with two other girls. You would think (Especially since the one is near 30 years old and five years my senior) that she would act like an adult. She has a cat, and is hardly ever here to take care of it (Our program keeps us long hours our fourth year). She lets the litter box, which is IN her room, get so dirty and stinky I can smell it in my room. She maybe cleans it every two or three weeks. She feeds the cat wet food but leaves weeks worth of dirty dishes with rotting food on the counter and doesn't wash them. It is one of the stinkiest things I've smelled, and I recently visited a swine farm! Her cat is terribly lonely because she is never here during the day. I don't really like the cat because he constantly bites your hand really hard when you pet him because she doesn't reprimand him for it. Due to this, I usually don't pet him. So he just walks around the house meowing and meowing. She was thinking about adopting another cat as a friend for this one, but I mentioned to her I had been thinking about fostering a dog after the holidays and into the summer for one of the local SPCAs my school is affiliated with. I could get a dog that is good with cats so that the cat could have company during the day when she cannot be home. She never mentioned to me that she didn't like this idea so I never really thought much of it. Yesterday, she brought home another cat. The cat is the same way as the cat she has now. I can't imagine how they are going to get along because they both seem very dominant. This cat is also a biter. She has it in her bathroom now but I am not looking forward to when she introduces them. I'm just praying they don't pee and poop all over! It wasn't so much the cat that bothered me, though I don't think she should have one and I was annoyed that she brought it home RIGHT before my finals for a notoriously difficult class, but the other room mate told me she started looking for a cat after I mentioned fostering a dog. We are technically allowed two animals with a single pet deposit and it's $25 a month for a third pet. Apparently she wanted to stop me from thinking about the dog but instead of TELLING me like an adult that she wasn't sure about the idea, she rushes to adopt another animal which she will not have time for. She's also been incredibly moody lately and it's like walking on egg shells around here just to avoid her. The other day my friend dropped me off after we went grocery shopping and he was asking when the lease to this apartment is up. The apartment allows students to leave early from the lease if they can find someone to sublet, but I wasn't sure if this room mate was still planning to do that so I asked her "Are you going to do the same thing [previous room mate] did and leave in May?". She got very nasty with me in front of my friend and then told the other room mate, behind my back, how mad she was that I asked and that it was none of my business. Apparently, she is thinking of applying for a residency internship nearby and may stay longer than this summer. I'm not really sure why she just didn't tell me that, especially since I'm the only one of the three who will be here another three years after this one. My plan was to stay in this apartment because I really, really like it. She doesn't clean the apartment at all, has taken out the trash maybe two times in five months, and is constantly moody or, now I find out, talking behind my back. I'm so disappointed and annoyed. I was hoping I would just deal with her until May and then that would be it, but now I find out she may be here longer. I'm trying not to think about it, but I don't know if I could deal with her for another year. I really would hate to move out of the apartment. Sorry, that was a long rant. Sometimes writing things down makes me realize its not really that big a deal though! I'm disappointed I may not be able to foster a dog now, but mostly annoyed that she is acting like such a child!