so, some back story: two new guys moved in next door to us this semester. ("Us" meaning me and my two housemates, we're good friends)
gosh.. where to start.. I could write an essay on all the childish/mean things those guys have done. They go to the same college course as me, although in different years. And these guys have been picking the people who were already living next door to us the last two semesters. Constant. Verbal. Assault. You're ugly you look like trash you're so behind you need to grow up I don't understand how [boyfriend] puts up with you, etc. Even to the extent of invading privacy, and literally making the girl cry and then laughing in her face.
(When we asked him why she was upset and wanted to move out, he told us there was no reason and she was just a hater... later we got the whole story from her.)
Even though she knows the landlord since last year and could get the guys kicked out, she's literally afraid of what they might do to get her back.
one night I was sleeping my bed minding my own damn business, and wake up to find one of the guys just standing at the foot of my bed. Half-naked. I chased him out. He doesn't get why we can't be "friends". They simply have no respect for personal space, no regard for other's feelings...
One of them found a lifesize cardboard cutout of me (don't ask, I did it for a friend's project last year) and thought it was the funniest thing in the world. I'm told it ended up in his bedroom...
But, most disturbingly, the other of the two has an obsession with me. At first I thought he was really nice... he wanted help with something computery, and so I helped and we talked a bit just about the course and the lecturers and such.
But the more I hear about what's been going on next door, the more I am actually freaking scared. I've heard through the grapevine that he wants to do me, and that whenever he's out all he says is tiay this and tiay that.
My housemate told me on friday that the night before he'd said he was going to track me down, and sure enough I saw him walk past the class room and do a double take, staring at me for a sec. I ignored it and he must've had something else to do so he left, and thus I escaped because I had to pack and go home anyway.
Bleargh. Why? Is there some kind of subconscious mental radiation that I exude that makes guys that at first seem nice go all psycho and try to "get" me in the worst possible ways? And YES, he knows I'm not single, I always mention that and at this point I don't know how I could make it any clearer.
so yeah, I wish I knew judo so that I could kick his butt.
I mainly just needed to vent.. but if anybody has advice on how to deal with situations like this, please, bring it on.
I'm afraid that I'll be all friendly the next time I see him, and I hate myself for it. I wanna shout "your behaviour is despicable and I want nothing to do with you!" but I bet he'll just look all innocent and weasel his way out of it, because I don't know the details of the drama next door I can't argue on technicalities.. and I shouldn't have to.. bah