Me and my roommate…get…along…in most cases. If I wasn’t her roommate, I’d like her…
I’ve lived with her for about only seven months, and let’s just say, I hate that this is my first college experience.
When I first moved into dorms on the college campus, I was place into community housing because all of the dorm “apartments” (in all simplicity that’s what they were…) were all full…I had another roommate who was a partier…She stayed out all night, came home three in the morning, slamming doors, and turning on all the lights in the room…That’s where I met Danielle, my current roommate…She hadn’t had her roommate come, since by the move in date she decided that she wanted an apartment off campus. I started hanging out with Danielle and liked her. I spent most of my nights in her room and I’d return to mine to sleep. We all got an email that said the housing office still had rooms available and we could meet with them. That is how Danielle and I became roommates…
I went to talk to the housing and they gave us a room, or rather an efficiency, that was only to house one person but they could move to beds into. It doesn’t have rooms, it has a living room, kitchen and bathroom…we use the couch to separate the sides of the room…let’s just say, it was way better than community housing…so I thought…
I never had a problem with her until I learned her ways…she was the baby of the family…spoiled rotten, never did anything for herself…so really I’m the maid, taking out trash, doing dishes constantly, and unclogging the toilet…while she sits around…eating…all the time.
Danielle is a good person, she doesn’t realize she does it…and that’s the problem…I’m too nice to tell her off…I live with her, I don’t want things to get sour…but right now, listening to her snoring, not because she can’t breathe through her nasal passages…because she is so fat she literally is crushing herself…she’s nasty, her feet always stink and she leaves her underwear on the floor, which is the side we keep the TV and everything on…and is also the first thing you see walking into the dorm room…my friends don’t come over because of the smell of her dirty clothes, and because that side is so messy you can’t really hang out…
Tomorrow we have inspection and that is the only time she has cleaned….all last week I cleaned the whole house and today she complained to me because I went to my friend’s house to help her with something. She only complained because I wasn’t there cleaning. I told her I cleaned all day prior…it was her turn. And I was surprised she actually did it. First time ever my side has looked messier than hers…and it’s the boxes I’m putting into my car before the inspection…
She also eats all of my food before I can get a little bit…I may offer you to have some, it doesn’t mean you eat all of it…I got some actual homemade food from my boyfriend…I told her she could have a little bit, guess what she does, take most of everything out…He made it so I could take it home and freeze it…I hadn’t had any of it…and it’s my favorite food he makes…she also takes all my waters, and says she’s buying the next batch, but by the time I’m done waiting for her to, I do it out of desperation…the water here has an advisory, we can’t drink tap even with a filter….which sucks…
If we had separate rooms I wouldn’t have to deal with her…She likes to tell me lies to try and impress me, like, “All my teachers in Highschool loved me so much.” or, “My dad is planning to get me a brand new Nissan Altima. And he’s gonna pay for the insurance too!”
I hear a lot about how her family loves her so much…and I think it’s because two weeks before school I was having drama caused by my mother, who kicked me out…which has depressed me…I have always had mom drama, but what sucks is if I try to talk to her about it, she tells me that my problems aren’t as rough as hers…she’s not working, and she’s getting a free ride through college…I’m having financial problems, and am gonna have to quit school for a year, because of the debt I’m in…I’ve told her and she kinda likes to rub in my face that I, “apparently didn’t try hard enough.” (her words)
She’s rude, lazy and I really can’t wait to have this semester over with…I sometimes feel like she’s my younger sister and I need a break from watching her…and trust me, my 8 year old sister is so much better than her, and I have problems with my sister…
I know there are worse people out there to live with….that I am grateful not to have…but this as a first year experience…has totally ruined my prospective on having a college roommate…