Initial / Background

The situation between my roommate and I can be boiled down to: We met freshman year of college and became best friends. We lived together our second year. Repeat living together our third year. Third time is NOT the charm. The apartment totals: 2 girls (us) and 3 guys, one of whom she started dating over the summer, and is still dating. It got so bad that she had decided to move out.

Present day: Its the second quarter of our third year, Winter 2011, and now it is official, she has everything in boxes, ready to go. Yet she is still here. (She even took down her U2 poster. Don't ever make fun of U2. I learned the hard way.)  There you go, you're all caught up.

This is the initial look of the medicine cabinet. This is all my stuff, I figured since she was moving out in the coming days that she didn't need the space. (And if I were her, aka 'pissed-off with the apt', I would want to get out off there asap.)  Bad assumption on my part.