I have a friend living next door to me on res at Uni and up until a month ago I haven’t wanted to lynch him. Sure he’s a year younger and comes from a different background but the way he acts especially since he’s gotten a girlfriend (something he swore would not happen at uni), he’s become this whole other person. His bed rests against my wall so whenever his f***-buddy (girlfriend)(I honestly don’t understand the seriousness of their relationship) is over, I hear everything and I’ve said to him on several occasions to keep it down and he’s “obliged” as “best he could”. One instance really set me off where I had my first ever panic attack in my room and for a good few weeks turned to alcohol as means to getting to sleep (drink and pass out). Not only that but he’s willing to sacrifice his course, money (my money in one instance) and well, social life with people who actually live with him for this chick, who on their first night out he spent money I gave him for a cab back into town just so he could what? f********* her? ‘thanks mate, I appreciate you giving me this $150, i’ll use it on what i intended originally’. As much as I want to stay mad at him, help him, educate him on relationships, I am done and in all honesty do not care. A****** won’t rearrange his room so i’m stuck listening to his beating against my wall, and the always present o***** moans C*** C*** C***. Is it too much to ask for you to rearrange your room? At first i minded, at second i loathed, at third I hated and after that, I begged, f*** you O you inconsiderate and childish prick, you have the means to take away my depression, why not actually consider your friend’s mental health a little instead of getting your d*** wet!!