Freshman roommates:
Friley Hall roommate was cool but I was only in that room for a week and a half.
House roommates: many were cool, 2 were asses and thus the reason I avoided being home as much as possible and left ASAP when classes were done.
Sophomore roommate:
The guy kept to himself. I was busy with campaigns and student orgs during the week and he went home every weekend- so when I got my freak on it was cool.
I freaked him out though- I think in one day he walked in on me like 5 times.

Junior roommates
Alright- one guy always took the trash to the garage and left it there like it would magically disappear or something. And when you would be sitting on the couch watching TV he would come and stand right behind you and watch. Kinda creepy. When he moved out he didnt fill in all the nail holes he had made like he said he would and he took my other roommate's mixing bowls. We ended up charging him the last utility bills out of his deposit so all he got back was $16.72 out of $250 of his share of the deposit.

The second roommate we chased out: he and his girlfriend would leave their clothes, dishes and trash everywhere. I avoided having people over because of all the mess they made.
She was here 24/7 even though she never paid any part of rent or utilities and supposedly had her own place (I thought she was homeless). Finally when he did not tell me the landlord was showing the place to someone and I was embarassed as fuck to have someone see our place I got pissed at him for never cleaning up after himself and he and his girlfriend moved out because they were mad that I was mad at them. The decision was made that he's not getting his deposit back as compensation for all the cleaning we had to do.

Dave rocks- when we first met each other we hated each other and somehow became friends so we know exactly what pisses the other off and thus can get along fine.
Mary (Sigma Lambda Gamma) rocks- we get along fine and have good conversations. She's probably not living with us when we move in 2 weeks because one of her sorority Sisters has cancer and is going through treatment while still working and taking classes- so Mary's probably moving to help her out.

Roommates for the next 2 years of school:
Dave will be living with me again for the next year- and the kitty.
We're looking for a third roommate.
My 5th year of school, depending on the ChapterHouse situation will be spent living with the rest of the chapter members either in a block of rooms in the dorms or at the chapterhouse.

Haha, okay.

So, sophomore year starts, and I move into a new dorm and get a new roomie. Turns out, it's a freshman! She seems like she's really cool -- she's the sweetest girl, we have some common interests, etc. Well, she moves in, and the first thing she pulls out of her bag is this foot-long wooden cross! I mean, I'm a Christian, but this thing was HUGE!!! Not exactly something I'd lug to college to hang in my dorm room. Anyways, this also happens to be the semester I decide to pledge my sorority. Well, she was the type to go to bed early (like 9:30ish) and here I am getting ready to go out to mixers when she's trying to go to bed! I felt like a child when I was trying to sneak back into the room late at night after being at a mixer (think sneaking back in when in high school).

She also had this bad habit of leaving for class while I was in the shower - and she would lock the door behind her. :eek: One rule they had just implemented that semester was every time your RA had to let you back into your room, it was a $10 fine. I paid more fines in unlocking fees that semester than in parking tickets!

The final straw when I knew she was a bit too....high-strung...was when I came back from class and noticed that one of my (thousands!) of AXiD posters had been moved. It was only moved about 5 inches to the right - just enough for her to cover up the word "sh*t" from where they had written something like "Welcome to the family - you're the sh*t!" or something like that. I guess she got really offended by a curse word being on the wall outside our door. She had moved another one of the posters so that word was covered up.

I just started to feel like such a heathen compared to her (she was always praying and reading her Bible, etc.). It's not that I wasn't into Bible study and worship and whatnot, she just would do it ALL THE TIME. I think I got turned off b/c it almost felt like she was trying to force her religion onto me. All because I stayed out 'til 2 am socializing with boys! Sheesh! Sometimes I would wonder if all that praying was for me....;)

Well, the end of the semester came and I decided to move up on the sorority hall. She moved into the honors dorm...and that was that! After having her as a roomie for a semester, I lived by myself on the AXiD hall.

I'll save my last story (and that one is the best!) for later.

My first roomie my freshman year was really awesome! She sat with me at lunch in the dining hall because at first I didn't really know anyone, she helped me with my homework (she was a business major and a junior), and she told me where all the fun places in town were.

Sophomore year I became an RA, and had my own room.

Then I transferred schools, and was back to resident dorm life. My roomie was kinda wild.. she was a junior who transferred from a community college, who drank ALL the time... literally. She lasted about 2 weeks and then decided it just wasn't for her and dropped out.

After that I had the room all to myself for the rest of the school year, so my boyfriend sort of moved in with me while he was looking for a job and place of his own.

Senior year I had 2 roomies, the first one was just OK.. I never really saw her around much because she had class and work immediately after class, so I'd have the room to myself in the afternoons, and I usually worked nights, so when I came in, she'd already be sleeping. Second semester I roomed with one of my best friends. As much as I love her, I think I can safely say that we both drove each other BONKERS. We both agree that we are better friends now that we're not living together because we were complete opposites on the roomie-personality scale.

For my last and final semester I'm living with this really nice girl. We're both really excited b/c it's our first apartment, so we're being completely nerdy about buying furniture and new towels and pots and pans. After the semester is over though we'll both be moving because I'll be graduating and hopefully will have a job somewhere else, and she is planning her wedding, so I guess if it really doesn't work out, it's only 6 months, and if we end up hating each other, at least we'll have seperate rooms :p

I had THE worst roommate ever.
i'm an only child, so this was my first experience with a roommate.
at first it was ok, we got along, whatever.
she hung out with two friends from high school all the time, and i, being from much farther away and not having a lot of familiar faces around, made friends with a bunch of people in my dorm lobby.

-so first she starts hanging out with my friends.
-then she starts smoking. (i cant stand living with a smoker due to my moms nonstop smoking when i was growing up)
-then she starts bringing guys into the room at 4am and messing around with them while shouting at me, "hey katy, hows it going over there."
one time it was a guy i had had a short lived relationship with. ugh.
-one of her friends from HS would come into our room and hang out when she wasn't there. i once found this girl in my bed! ack.
-she becomes the worlds biggest slob.

her side of the room was next to the door, so the slovenly thing was a big issue for me. there was always an awful smell, and there was trash and food all over the place. a few times she left empty beer bottles on MY desk, which was totally uncool, because i could have gotten kicked out for that.

so the second semester starts, and i want the roomie from hell to go to hell, and i finally get my chance. but not in a good way.

two weeks into the semester one of my friends that she stole told me to wash my pillows. after some serious pestering i got him to tell me what happened. aparently my sweet roommate had slept with the dorm slutboy the night before the end of fall semester, and had let him cum on my pillow. that i then slept on for two weeks into the new semester.

it turned into a huge ordeal, because i went to the hall director, and this girl all of the sudden had every problem in the world with me. she said she was on anti-depresants because i played hanson all the time, she felt weird because my boyfriend was in the room and that i talked behind her back all the time.
when she moved out there was popcorn and a cough syrup cup molded to the floor under her bed, from four months before that. she then irritated her best friend who she moved in with and dropped out of school.

so in short, my roomie was disgusting, smelly, ugly, a liar, a hypocrite, a slut and irrational.

My very first roommate in the dorms was from my home town and we were in the same group of friends. So rooming together was the best idea in the world, right? Wrong. She was a slob and a heavy eater! All her old Whataburger and McDonalds bags were left under her bed, the drinks were left all over the counter and drawers (with a small puddle underneath), her old bath towels were left hanging anywhere they would stay and on the floor so it started to smell grosse! The trash can by her closet. EMPTY. This went on for about three weeks before she quit school and went back to our hometown.
We are not friends anymore and I really haven't seen her since. It's been about three years. But believe me, I'm not grieving!

My first freshman year roommate was 16 and told me that I was intimidating. She moved out before homecoming (which was like mid-september) and into a single that her parents bought out for her because she couldn't deal with someone else in her space. She was a little nutty and was pretty immature. I think that if she had waited another year to go to college she would have been better off.

The second roommate was a girl who lived across the hall who had roommate troubles. We were close friends all of first semester and after we both pledged the same house we began to have troubles. I was spending more time over at the house than she was and I think it hurt her a little bit. We also had opposite schedules so we never saw each other. We're good friends now and we hang out sometimes, but I think it's hard when you live with someone to stay good friends.

My freshman roommate had a lot in common with me, but our personalities were different.

We had the same exact birthday...she was born half an hour later...at the same hospital no less. Our dads worked at the same place (although they had never met). We had the same number of siblings, that were the same ages. We were both in band, both got the same SAT score, you name it. We also took almost all of the same classes.

However...she was into "role playing" games and wearing black and listening to Rush and Queensryche (this was in 96-97 btw...). She didn't wear shower shoes, so she got warts on her feet! She used to drink all of my Dr Pepper...ALL OF IT. And she would eat my food and never offered to buy any. She would be online ALL NIGHT on MY COMPUTER! The crowning moment however, was when I woke up to her and her boyfriend in her bed asleep and a condom wrapper on the floor!


Just to be fair, I will say that I was kinda messy and I used to blowdry my hair in the morning, etc. So I was by no means perfect.

Also, her mom was diagnosed with cancer when we were freshmen and later died of it.

She was ok, nice girl but we had NOTHING in common at all. She was very religious, cleaned all the time and thought I was a horrible person for being in a GLO. It got to the point where I couldn't mention Pi Phi in any way. At least she went home every single weekend to see her mommy.

My freshman roommate was really nice and pretty cool. She was going through recruitment, too, but dropped out halfway through. We were both honors students and had one English class together (which we both hated because the prof was a few fruit loops shy of a full bowl). She had classes earlier than I did so I didn't have to worry about her waking up and she was really cool about me letting her use her computer (or at least I think she was, she never said anything about it!) I spent a lot of time at the house or out with my pledge class so we didn't really see each other a whole lot. I don't think I was the annoying roommate, but she was too nice to have said anything if I was. I moved into the chapter house the second semester my freshman year.

That was a little more of a struggle. It's tradition that you live with your mom (now key sis) your first semester in so they can teach you the ropes and make sure you're settling in. I lived in a 4-man in social corner (the big hangout spot) with my mom and two of her good friends and we ALL had different personalities. I was a night person who slept in (and missed quite a few classes. :o ) while two of them were early morning anal retentive types. Plus I had the habit of not spending weekend nights in my bed--I usually crashed either on a couch at a friends or with some other girls--so I think they thought I was a little promiscuous. I was really uncomfortable and could tell they really didn't enjoy having me as their fourth roommate. The good thing, though, is my now best friend lived next door and we would get together and commiserate. (I ended up living with her our entire senior year which was awesome, mostly because one of us was always gone--it was rare we both spent the night in our room). What really sucks is that one of the anal roommates went on to become our NC for elections and I know she's the reason I got screwed out of a position my Jr. year. It was just not a good situation.

My freshman year I had a room mate and 2 suite mates. My room mate seemed really nice at first. She called me a couple times before school started and planned stuff about out room with me. When I got there she was really nice still until she got this idea in her head that it was ok to have sex in her bed (which was bunked above mine) while I was in mine. NOT ok with me. especially after I brought it to her attention. SO I spent most of my nights as a freshman on the couch of our upstair neighbors. Our suite mates were ok but neither really cared about my problem and did care to try and help.

My freshman year roommate was nicknamed the hobbit by my friend George. She never had any sex in our room. The girls beside us however had sex on their bunk beds which slammed against our wall. I was not happy. Then a semester later they became my sisters. Go figure:eek:

My freshman year is probably a year that taught me A LOT. All of the rooms were tripled with one bunk bed and one lofted bed. Well i was on the sailing team so needless to say, I was hardly around. And if i was then i was trying to study and get my work done.
Well after fall break the other two roommates got in a big fight. It was pretty much over one roommate having sex with her boyfriend while the roommate was in the room. So by the time i realize what's up, i was out of the loop due to sailing, these two like majorly hate each other. So the one roommate (w/o boyfriend) moves across the hall.
Spring semester it's just the two of us. Then my roommate's boyfriend dumps her. CHAOS begins. She is heartbroken, wants to do anything to hold onto him, blah blah blah. Meanwhile, her b/f and me are friends, which she hates. Finally they cut things off and she goes nutz. Stops eating, starts clubbing, missing class, whatever. She hates that I have a boyfriend. It pretty much all was downhill after a screaming match in which i said, if you're that unhappy go die!

Sophomore year was when they paired me with a freshman. My original roommate decided to transfer. Well I must have the january break up with boyfriend karma b/c that's what happened to this girl. Mind you, fall sem, i tried to get out of the apt, but couldn't, so i lived at my boyfriend's pretty much.
So now she and her b/f have broken up and now it's ok for her to bring random guys home to sleep with them. Umm no, especially when there were a few nights i did sleep in my bed (we shared a room).
The icing on the cake was when she brought home this old guy and his daughter. I was so pissed I left the apt and didn't sleep there and in the morning they were in her bed with the daughter asleep on the couch!:eek:

The last two years went much better.

My freshman year room mate and I got along really well. In the beginning of fall semester we used to go a lot of places together since we didn't know anyone. So we have a good amount of mutal friends as a result of this. We used to get dinner together with our boyfriends pretty often. Even when she and her boyfriend broke up, the four of us still went out to eat dinner together since they stayed really close friends. She had early morning classes but was able to wake up to the quietest alarm imaginable, so I was never woken up in the mornings when she was getting ready and leaving for class. Every once in a blue moon we would sit down and have these really in depth talks about life and how things were going for each other, since the both of us had tendencies to be gone from our rooms for long portions of the day.

I felt really bad when I made arrangements with my current room mate though, since I hadn't known my freshman room mate didn't have someone to room with next year. I probably would have roomed with her out of respect that we had gotten along so well freshman year had I not known. She'll be 2 floors below me though next year so it's not like she'll be very far away. We still talk on the phone during the summer, so I'm sure we'll still be in touch during the fall.