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I had pretty bad roommates freshman and sophomore year of college.
Freshman year, I lived with a home-schooled, hard-core baptist (I went to a southern christian university). She was originally pre-Pharm, but skipped all her 8 am classes (including calculus, pretty much dooming her from the start). I tried to get along with her for the first couple of months, but she pretty much alienated herself from me. Apparently if you live with someone who was home-schooled, they go batshit crazy their first year of college. She had guys in our room all the time, and even had one guy spend the night in our room on my birthday. She woke up in the morning and didn't know how she got so many hickies on her body. She drank like a fish and was often drunk. One night the girls across the hall from me knocked on my door and said "We're so sorry to hear about your roommate." Obviously I was confused because she hadn't been in all day. She apparently got so drunk she fell down a flight of stairs and got a concussion. She was in the hospital. Luckily she moved out after one semester and I had a single for the rest of the year.
Sophomore year, the year that I rushed, I lived with a sorority sister of another sorority, another music major, and a pre-Pharm girl who was Vietnamese. We had a pretty run-down apartment, but we cleaned it up and it was quite homey. We even had a piano in the living room (which was amazing because my primary instrument in college was piano, so I didn't have to get a practice room and could practice in my pj's). The music major and I got along really well- she had a long term boyfriend (now husband) who we helped decorate the entire apartment in candles and streamers outside after he proposed to her.
The sorority girl was absolutely disgusting. She had horrible acne (to the point that it would break open and pus would drain out when she talked) and facial hair. She also had TERRIBLE B.O. She didn't wear deodorant and didn't wash her towels often so our bathroom always smelled like it. She wore perfume to cover it up during the day. She was a nice girl, but her hygiene was atrocious. I know acne is not something easily dealt with, but hers was something that I've never seen before.
The Vietnamese girl was weird. She was always cooking weird food in the kitchen (most of the time it was Pho which was okay), and some of the meat she used didn't look like beef or pork or chicken or duck. I never did figure out what she was cooking. She stayed to herself, studying or talking obsessively on the phone with her Korean boyfriend. Which was apparently a huge problem for her parents because they called all the time checking in on her and asking if she was with him. One night they even came to the apartment just to see if she was there (she wasn't and told us to lie to them and say she was at Wal-Mart). She came home crying not long after because apparently her parents found her and him shacked up somewhere.
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