So I had gotten my room mate assignment and housing in the middle of August. I was over joyed to find out the campus I had gotten placed on was the one I wanted, the room mate listing only gave a first name and an email.
My room mate added me on Facebook almost immediately and we started talking. She seemed pretty cool and I was excited to live with her. We had talked a lot of things out and figured out the the theme of our room- zebra. It all seemed so perfect.
So we were moving in and all of that was great. We had our room set up, our decorations hung and it was fantastic. So the first two days on campus were all introductory activities to get the freshman all excited and such. I got a shirt and some free food, it was great.
Anyway, the second night on campus a lot of people were going out to parties, I decided to stay in with my boyfriend and drink, it wasn't bad. Anyway that night my room mate ran into the room with a guy and told me they were going to watch the sunset... they weren't watching the sunset, I'm sure you can guess what was happening. Did I mention this girl had a boyfriend of two years? Yeah, well she did.
After they had sex a couple times, he broke it off with her and she eventually broke up with her boyfriend, good thing too. So a couple days into the first week she brings a guy back, without asking my permission, and has sex with him while I'm sleeping. I wasn't exactly sleeping, it was weird awkward and uncomfortable. Then it happened again.
I brought it up to her and she said it wouldn't happen again. LOL what a joke.
So weird things happen and she earns the title "nutella girl." You can only imagine. And yes, I had some of that nutella before I knew there were multiple dicks in it. Here's when it starts to get really good:
One night her friends carry her in from a reckless late night partying in New Brunswick, the girl couldn't even stand. So she grabs her phone and starts calling a guy and tells him what building were in and our room number and I was like "um no." Ignoring me, she still called him. Naturally I got pissed and left, I slept at my boyfriend's in another building. So I guess the guy who came over was completely sober and was practically raping her. Her friends saw her getting fingered on an bench outside and tried to stop her and she called them bad friends.
The next day I run into her friends and they tell me what happened, we have an intervention and tell her she's out of control. She drinks almost every night and has fucked multiple guys. She says it will stop, and it seems to get better.
So one weekend I went home and when I came back my bed was different. I had a feeling someone slept on it. I texted her and asked her and she denied it. I was pissed, I went to my RA and told her I couldn't put up with it anymore. So later that night, my room mate texts me saying that I am a pussy and a tattle tale and that I should have confronted her about it. Stupid girl, I asked her and she lied to me about it. The next day she apologized.
The next weekend, we're at the end of September now. She goes out again, and her friends bring her back yet again. The girl is drunk as a skunk. I was already asleep, it was a thursday night and I had a bio exam coming up, so I stayed in to study. Anyway, in the middle of the night she wakes up and gets up, me knowing this girl is drunk out of her mind I ask her what she's doing afraid she is leaving and getting some guy.
She squats on the floor and starts peeing, I got out of bed and went straight to my RA. She called for a transport and the bitch was taken to the hospital after she peed in my bed after I got up to go to my RA.
I spent all night doing laundry and didn't get any sleep. The next morning she comes back, asks what happened and tried to say she wasn't that drunk. Whatever. So at 8 am in the morning she has the rapist guy in our room, yet I hadn't slept, her pee was all over the floor, and she still hadn't taken a shower. I threw a fit, oh and she dead locked the door so I couldn't get in. What a bitch.
Later that day when I finally fell asleep she started blow drying her hair in the room. When I asked her to do it in the bathroom she said "it's only my bangs." I hate this girl at this point.
The next weekend I went home, I had too. I couldn't stay in that room with that crazy any longer. While being home I had a nervous breakdown about my belongings. Some other girl texted me and wanted to live with my current room mate. I said "Hell yes!" and got out of that room.
My quality of life on campus is so much better now. Not all room mates are this bad but damn.
I spent all night doing laundry and didn't get any sleep. The next morning she comes back, asks what happened and tried to say she wasn't that drunk. Whatever. So at 8 am in the morning she has the rapist guy in our room, yet I hadn't slept, her pee was all over the floor, and she still hadn't taken a shower. I threw a fit, oh and she dead locked the door so I couldn't get in. What a bitch.
Later that day when I finally fell asleep she started blow drying her hair in the room. When I asked her to do it in the bathroom she said "it's only my bangs." I hate this girl at this point.
The next weekend I went home, I had too. I couldn't stay in that room with that crazy any longer. While being home I had a nervous breakdown about my belongings. Some other girl texted me and wanted to live with my current room mate. I said "Hell yes!" and got out of that room.
My quality of life on campus is so much better now. Not all room mates are this bad but damn.
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