P.G. politics

I thought I had enough of politics after being immersed in news and views on Mayawati and the UP elections. But there is another equally exciting and new trend emerging---- P.G. politics. I live in a pg, that is, as a paying guest, basically a private hostel. It's quite good actually in terms of food, the room and basic facilities provided to us. Things were quite Ok in the beginning and I was very happy here after shifting from my old pg, which was quite quite a nightmare (there was a camera in the kitchen too so that the landlady could spy on the maid or wotever).
I knew the glory days would end soon and I would get to see the reality any day. It was sooner than I had expected. When I had come finalise the PG, I had no idea that you had to pay separately for the A.C., I asked all the questions except this one and she conveniently didn't tell me. Later when I found out, there was not much I could do about it, so had to accept the situation.
Let's come to my roommate now. D is not bad, although she is always caked up and totally high-maintanence (applies make-up right after brushing and even before having breakfast). Nevertheless, I never really had any issues with her as we both mind our own business. But D has the problem of feeling hot, very hot. She feels hot all the time, some astrologer has even given her stones to keep her cool. But before you start fantasising about my "hot" roommate, let me tell you that she is driving me mad. D needs the A.C. all time, her condition is worse than those Alpine sheepdogs. Although I don't need it that much, considering the fan is right on top of my bed, I agreed to what she said as it's her room too. She first wanted it to be on for an hour, I agreed, till 3 in the morning, I agreed, till 7 in the morning, I agreed. But that was not enough for her.
Today morning she and Lady (my apparently sweet landlady) attacked me from both sides saying that the AC will be on till we wake up. And they went on and on about how hot it is here blah blah blah, I lost my temper too. I told her that I have kept the AC on according to whenever D tells me to and if she wants the time to be increased she should come and tell me instead of cribbing to mommy and Lady. And if I feel cold, I will switch it off for a while since it is my room too. But those two empty heads kept on sticking to their points and talking illogically. Lady suddenly says my steel trunk is causing problems as the maid hurts herself in the lock all the time. How stupid is that?? Why does she go near the lock anyway or does she follow some weird walking ritual that she hits herself on the suitcase? So now Lady wants it to be removed. As you wish my lady.
Our's is 3-seater, so there is room for another girl. Two girls came to see the PG and they wanted 2 seats, but we had only one available seat. Lady says she will make the PG 4-seater, ask D to shift from her big single bed to my one and give the girls the single bed. Oh what an arrangement! I don't like to generalise but Lady is the perfect embodiment of the typical people of this place who just want money, money and more money, judge people on the basis of their bank balance and are thoroughly uneducated. Anyway, I protested and she reluctantly agreed, now a new girl is coming next week onwards.
God I am so angry. I am thinking of shifting to a flat, if this goes on. Have my exams in June, and after that I will start looking for a place. I have tried to adjust as much as I can, but there is a limit to compromising. I prefer living alone than losing my sleep over these manupulative smooth operators. I don't want to run but sometimes to maintain your peace of mind you have to be away from the situation. There will be more problems, of a different kind, I will deal with it accordingly. But I need my space and how I deal with it is my decision and others don't have a right to pass judgment on anything.
Politics oh politics!