My first roommate was hell. She was a compulsive liar (I don't think she told the truth once), and err... hoochie? On move-in day she wore a red mini-dress and threw all of my stuff off of the bed I claimed and then she put her stuff on that side of the room. It was hilarious when she joined the cheerleading team... at first she was a 4-year Varsity cheerleader... then she did it the first 2 years of high school... then she finally admitted she had absolutely no experience. She also had a different guy in the room every week (don't ask why she couldn't just go to their fraternity house...), and one night when I was really really ill (think bedridden) she started jerking a guy off with me in the room! I wanted to kill her. I could tell a whole hoard of stories, but I think you get my point. She moved out almost right after Christmas because I told her I couldn't stand her anymore. She's gotten better though, but I'd still never live with her again.
My second roommate was almost non-existant. She used to commute but figured out ROTC would pay for her room and board and it would save her on gas. She had a boyfriend who moved to town so she was just always there. It was quite the nice arrangement.
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