The Sex Pest
MVWR wasn’t actually my roommate but we lived in the same hall and she was around enough to annoy me and everyone else in the building. She asked multiple times to move to the room next to mine - which was connected by a bathroom – luckily she wasn’t allowed to! Anyway, Lets call her CR. She was a international student from Russia. I met her when my roommate and I borrowed some milk from her and we thought she was pretty nice so we all started hanging out together. We soon realized that CR wasn’t the nice girl we thought she was, however, and she ended up being an attention seeking, braggy, creeper!
CR was pretty boy/girl crazy and would have sex with anyone who gave her the OK. Every time I talked to her there was a different guy and she even tried flirting with my boyfriend… while I was holding hands with him! Another girl had also told me that she felt very uncomfortable around CR as she had tried to convince the girl to shower with her. As this seemed nothing more than a rumor, I didn’t really worry about what I had been told. This changed the day my roommate and I went to dinner with her and I found her trying to play footsie with me, while leaning her head on my shoulder, however! I tried to ignore this but the expression on my face was probably one of sheer terror. I don’t have anything against same sex relationships, but this wasn’t something I was personally comfortable with. Things got worse and she would sometimes make sexual remarks to me and my roommate and she even once tried to pet my roommate while she was sleeping! We started to avoid her after this but one day she asked if we could talk so I agreed. I found her in the hall where she started crying, explaining to me that she wasn’t interested in women. I felt bad for thinking that she had been trying to hit on me until months later she admitted that she did like girls and that she had had sex with her best girl friend in Russia.
CR constantly bragged about her high end make up, fancy purses, and designer clothes. She doesn’t have a job but mooches off people whenever possible and her parents give her a monthly allowance of about $300. She sometimes dresses up as her favorite singers/book characters and takes pictures of her outfits then brags about them on Facebook. She also brags all the time about the guys she’s hooked up with. One night that I was out for dinner with her she told me all about how she had lost her virginity to a boy she had met 4 hours prior. She spoke loudly and in detail, completely disregarding the family with young kids sitting two feet away from us.
CR constantly made me take her places because I drove and she didn’t. Even if I said no she would come by every day and continue to ask me! When in my car, she would put her feet on the dashboard and change my radio stations and even had the nerve to complain about my driving. She once left her laptop in my room and since my roommate and I both had our keys I gave her mine so she could retreive it. We went back to the room 45 minutes later to find her sitting on my bed Skyping with her mother!
I finally decided that my friendship with CR wasn’t worth it when I visited her in the dorms (where she had decided to stay for summer courses while I moved home for the holidays) this summer. At first it was pretty good, we went to the movies with some friends and had a nice dinner but things went downhill when we went back to CR’s dorm. She was a big drinker and drug user and though she would often tell me that she had decided to quit this only lasted until someone gave her some for free. That night she asked me to split what was apparently a pot cookie with her. I agreed as I had tried pot a few times and didn’t have any problems with it. I don’t know what was in that cookie but it made me feel very sick and panicked. I blacked out several times and couldn’t find my sense of reality. I told her I was really scared and felt really sick and she told me that I was fine and not to worry about it. I tried to calm down but after blacking out several more times I decided to go to some friends for help. After violently puking up all the contents of my stomach I felt better but still refused to go back to her room. The next day I still felt sick and told her that I just wanted to lay down until I felt better enough to go home. She convinced me that going to the movies would make me feel better but instead I ended up driving her to the mall so she could spend hours window shopping! I decided I didn’t want anything to do with her after this. I recently found out that she had started dating a boy she met on the plane over from Russia. He lives 8 hours away and she hopes to move in with him next semester, living there and eating his food for free of course!