My ex roommate is apparently telling everyone I’m a raging alcoholic and this is why she moved out of my house, when in fact, she got KICKED out of my house because she thought she could live there for free. I ended up putting up with her bullshit for entirely too long and before I knew it, I didn’t have the slightest clue who Amanda even was anymore. Guess I better get to alcohol rehab.
We grew up across the street from each other but didn’t become good friends until I was a freshmen in high school. We were the shit dude, got along so great and always had a really awesome time together doing absolutely nothing.
We even got along when we were living together which is a surprise because in my experience with roommates actually living with them is hard on it’s own. She just decided not to pay me, made excuses that she was supporting her girlfriend (who is a manager at FOSSIL for crying out loud!) and would the turn around and tell her girlfriend that I was over charging for rent.
Oh well, guess that’s part of growing up… finding out who your friends are.