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My freshmen roommates all SUCKED!! I went through 6 different people! >:[

Three of them in particular stuck out the most. I'll sum them all up very shortly.

#1: Constantly had girls over, got them drunk, and had sex with them, even though he was engaged. Also loved throwing parties in the room without asking anybody.

#2: Constantly had girls over and had sex with them even though he had a girlfriend. Loved smoking weed in the back bedroom. Also was the dumbest mofo I have ever met. He also played his shitty music REALLY loud ALL THE TIME... and it was generally the same 4 songs. The cherry on top? Well, he apparently went through my stuff occasionally. He used my phone charger all the time even though he asked only once. At the end of the year, I noticed my photo printer was missing... Also, I didn't find out until summer, but he stole my credit card! The only time my wallet is out is when I'm asleep, and even then, it's in MY bedroom behind my bed. He racked up $280 worth of charges on PORN.

#3: The only roommate that stayed the whole year with me (unfortunately). He was really nice and well kept first semester... then he started pledging DBags R Us... He started turning into an asshole second semester. He left his shit all over the place, borrowed my clothes without asking, and barely talked to me b/c his pledge master said so. About halfway through second semester, we weren't exactly good friends anymore and I generally hung out in other rooms. Now, here's the best part: On Palm Sunday morning, I got up to go church with some of my friends. I walked into the bathroom to take a shower, turn the light on, and guess what's on the floor? My brand new, very nice white towels and my nice blue rug. What's on them? VOMIT AND SHIT. The bathroom is covered in vomit and feces. It's the nastiest thing I have ever seen. It's on the floor, the toilet, the tub, everywhere. After taking a shower (yeah, I felt terrible the whole time), I went into the living room, and there he was, passed out in the middle of the floor. I had to use ever ounce of reason in my body to not wreck him. Had I not been headed to church that morning, I probably would have gone to jail lol. The bastard has still yet to pay me back for all of that crap. The worst part? He laughs about it now! I don't see a damn thing funny about my stuff being shit on and having to purchase all new bath stuff. And even worse, he didn't clean it up! #2 actually did!

As much as I like living with the people I currently share space with, my rooming history makes me never want to live with another person ever again.