The fall semester of my Junior year had to be the worst 4 months of my entire college career. I had no where to live, so I signed up to leave with three guys I didn't know, thinking I could endure four months of it. Well I moved in and it only went from bad to worse. First off, most of my freinds were greek at the time. Two of the roommates had handed in their letters from one of our fraternity's and had gotten them in a lot of trouble. So you couldn't be seen with either of them on campus without risking your life. Then my other roommate would study at the kitchen table with those huge airplane headphones on. He said he couldn't stand the noise of our apartment. He would be completely alone and still have them on. Then he started to sleep with them on. He would also go to bed at 8 p.m. every night and bitch if we were loud. Finally, we started to get "attacked" by brothers from all the houses on campus because the two who quit would pick fights with all fraternity people. I couldn't have friends over without anti-Greek insults being tossed around. To make a bad time worse, the one gained 40+ pounds in one semester because all he did was watch tv and look up porn on his computer. I had no problem keeping my friends away after they saw him. The other started having panic attacks. His mother, his uncle, state troopers, and the paramedics were at my apartment almost everyday. In the end I think all three dropped out of college. It was just the most chaotic semester of my life. To say the least I rarely spent any time there...
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