Roommates Can Be Extreme Too

How many times have you heard, “You had better hope you don’t get a crappy roommate freshman year – school will suck!"

Well, let me tell you. That’s baloney. I had, by far, one of the worst possible roommates my first year at school and I was by far one of the happiest kids on earth. Not because of my roommate of course, but I learned to make the best of a sticky situation.

Boy, do I have fond memories of that girl – sitting on her bed, all the time, eating the most disgusting foods she could find and as much of it as she could find, all the time, video chatting, having cyber sex with her disgusting boyfriend, all the time; really, it was a great time. Yeah right!

She was absolutely repulsive. She never once washed her sheets. That’s nasty right there in and of itself. But the worst part about it was, second semester, the boyfriend would come up every weekend and you know what happens when boyfriends come to town. I was "sexiled" every weekend from my own room. Sexile is what happens when your roommate brings home someone or has someone over and to maintain your sanity you decide to go somewhere else for the night so you don’t have to listen to the moaning and groaning. Ewwwww!

I walked in on them a bunch of times because the moron never bothered to lock the door or to tell me when her boyfriend was coming up. Ughhh. I came home once and they weren’t there but their homemade sex dice had made it to my side of the room. Look it up online if you don't understand, but seriously, keep it to yourself.

My best friend lived next door to me on my roommate’s side of the wall and I came to her room one day when the boyfriend was up and she said you’ll never believe what just happened to me. Of course I asked her what and she replied with, “See this brush on my bureau? I had to pick it up off the ground because it fell from the banging on the wall from next door.” It would be an understatement to say that I was mortified.

Aside from all of that though, my roommate was just an all around unpleasant person. I think we said all of five words to each other all year. She was the most whiny, selfish, stuck up kid I have ever met. There were several times that I would come home and she would be screaming at whoever was on the other line. Other times she would be telling her mother that she had been waiting forever for her mom to write her paper for her. Not a good situation.

She would use the microwave at all hours of the night. Regardless of if I was sleeping or not. This wouldn’t have been so bad had the microwave not been right next to my head. Her making popcorn while I was sleeping made me want to punch her. Argh.

She didn’t really shower ever. The room was absolutely rank. I had three air fresheners going on my side of the room and I always tried to keep the window open. Nothing worked. It was awful.

But, I still stayed strong. To counteract all of this, whenever (on rare occasion) she wasn’t home I would open the door, turn the music up super loud and have all my friends on the floor come over to make sure that people knew that my roommate wasn’t going to win the battle of the century.

It’s tough at times, but you’ll pull through. You can’t let your roommate make or break your year. My freshman year was one of the most amazing experiences of my life and I want to thank my roommate for providing me with all these great stories that I can now look back on and laugh about.

But would I want to repeat the experience???