For undergrad, my sophomore year, I decided to live with my freshman year drunken gnome…i mean roommate on the sole basis that I already knew her, we were decent friends (when she was sober) and it was better than moving in with someone whose habits i didnt already know.
it was 4 of us’ friends’ in a 4bedroom apartment. drunken gnome and the slutty shy girl on one side, myself and the crazy foreign student on the other side of the apartment. drunken gnome started dating a ghetto gnome and these 2 often fucked loudly over her desk (which was next to my wall). He practically lived with us, eating our food, hogging the remote and inviting his buds over. we had a halloween party and some of his fellow gangbangers showed up (no really, these guys had shown up to a frat party with a gun few weeks prior) and my foreign roommate had kindly told them they werent allowed on our housing complex premises (letters were sent to everyone). The gangbangers got pissy and seeked out their fellow ghetto gnome. who in turn, grabbed my foreign roomie by the throat, threw her against the door and told her tough shit.
i swooped in and told him to back the fuck off. he then raised his 5’4 arm to me as if ready to hit me, and i grabbed a knife from the counter. he backed off.
his girlfriend (drunken gnome) didnt. so for 7 mos. drunken gnome and slutty shy harassed the shit our of myself and crazy foreign roomie. bleach in our laundry. turning the stove to high and burning our food. ghetto gnome basically moved in and bullied us out of our living room. we complained to management to change us to another apt. she told us, “too bad, just stick it out”.
i wake up one morning puking blood. rushed to the ER and hospitalized for 3 weeks. My gallbladder had been cut and no one knew why. crazy foreign roomie soon was hospitalized for stomach pain a week after.
upon coming home, we discovered shards of broken glass in various tupperware containers of food my mom had cooked. since i personally know my moms cooking doesn’t include broken glass. the obvious was suspected. high levels of chemicals found in drano were found in our food but coincidentally not in drunken gnome’s or slutty shy’s.
needless to say, i left that school after my sophomore year. I was sick, worn out and exhausted. For years I had to control my diet so that I wouldnt spend 39 hours throwing it up. countless ER visits since then and the obvious trauma of “i never want to be friends with females again”. So while they continued their bountiful journey of franzia drinking and ghetto fucking, I transferred to Harvard and have fabulous hair.