You know, I don't think its the best thing in the world for an incoming freshman to hear roommate horror stories--that said, I HAVE to share mine.
Freshman year. I move in and my roommate is at band camp, so I have the place to myself for awhile. Some of her stuff is there, or, I thought it was some of her stuff, turned out to be ALL her stuff. Black comforter, no nicknacks, very minamalist.
So I move in with my pink comforter and pink TV and pink stereo and HS cheerleading pics on the walls, and...
She comes back from band camp and she is this total goth rocker chick. Wears nothing but black. Depressed all the time. Different guy in her bed every night.
Became a joke, she'd wear white when she was extra depressed so you knew to stay away from her.
THEN, sophomore year my roommate first semester stole from me. Clothes and things woul dbe miossing, one day I had had it, opened her dresser and closet when she wasn't there and there was ALL my stuff, on hangars shoved into drawers. Clothes, textbooks, etc.
I moved into my sorority house after that and had GREAT roommates.
Amy
|