And his name is Daniel. What kind of sick joke is this? I demand to see the person in charge of pairing people so I can kick him/her in the balls for having a ty sense of humor.
Share your previous roommates and college-roommate stories.
And his name is Daniel. What kind of sick joke is this? I demand to see the person in charge of pairing people so I can kick him/her in the balls for having a ty sense of humor.
Share your previous roommates and college-roommate stories.
Ha. Hahaha! I would totally do that if I was in charge.
"It is a well-known fact that all heroes in all tales disliked vegetables as children.
Their legend begins with their overcoming of this weakness, and then continues with a journey filled with hardships.
That noble vegetable, the onion, lives on as a symbol of hardships overcome, and as the mark of a true hero."
Cabin mate I will said when I was in the navy. Sometimes after she come back from a night watch, she will strip, toss her clothes all over without looking and changes to a new set before hoping onto her bed.
I really hate waking up with her undergarments on my head the next day.
i had two roommates. Our room was fairly big, but 3 people to one room? I don't know how I did it...
One was a sweetheart who I still keep in touch with. The other was a messy psycho whore who took my things without permission even after asking her to stop. Wanted to cut her fingers off.
I've only had a roommate once, but it gave some whacky stories. Once we were buying a new kitchen table at Wall-mart, we got the table, lugged the package outside only to find that it didn't fit in the car. 0_o
Being the smart engineering types that we are, we said screw it, bought a lot of rope in the same Wall-mart (gotta love that place), and tied the table to the roof by rolling down the windows and basically tying it around the door panels. First and last time I went in Duke of Hazzard style, I might add.
Then we get on the road, carefully, only to remember that we have to take the highway and the table isn't too steady in the y-direction. Long story short (too late!), I spend 12 minutes hanging out with only my legs inside, not knowing whether I was keeping the table from falling onto the road, or the table keeping me from tumbling the same way.
I had a very small room and I was limited to a corner where my computer set, the top bunked bed, and a closet. I was limited to this area because my roomie had 167 pairs of shoes she brought with her, and they couldn't fit anywhere else.
Roommates suck and I hate them. I live with my girlfriend now and that's fine.
I want to sleep over at your dorm now!!!
My only dorm mate was for fresh year - Paul something-or-other. We eventually ended up getting in arguments and stopped talking. But that's not the story I want to tell:
Paul was a pothead who liked rap music. This was when Eminem was new. Oh dear God. Anyway Paul, I and our friend would go smoke the weed out by the golf course next to campus. We would be like 'hey gaise we're going golfing olololol'. Eventually Paul started to smoke pot in our friend's dorm room. It started very sneaky like - with windows opened and lots of fans to prevent the smell from leaving (as if such a thing could be done). I think eventually they stopped caring and started hotboxing the place, because..
I remember it clearly. I was playing starcraft when I see two officers storm down the hallway. I continue playing until one of the guys on the floor comes over and tells me Paul is being arrested!
They bring him over to our room and question me. I feign ignorance of everything. Ultimately Paul got an infraction and a 150$ fine, but the person whose room he was in was expelled -- he had knives in his possession as well as BB guns. Also they were soaking marijuana seeds in damp cloths and managed to get roots to come out of the seed. Oh boy.
Fun times =^_^=
I had three roomates but we each had our own rooms. I am an only child most of the time and do not share well!
Anyway, one was a fat bitch. Like... very unpleasant. And she had a belly button piercing but she had to like lift her belly to see it. One of my other roomates was smoking weed with her boyfriend and she totally went down to the RA and narc'd on her. The roomate on my side, who I shared a bathroom with, was cool though. I didn't hang out with any of them anyway. I hated living in dorms, with RAs coming in for room inspections. I was like "WTF is this? My mom doesn't inspect my room!" And leaving a note that my roomate needs to straighten her room... smurfing bull.
I've had 52 roommates. 45 of them were allright!
It's not like you're adults or anything paying obscene amounts of money for an education that will not guarantee you any sort of career.
What's worse is that, at least for the University here, living in the dorms for your first year is a requirement. You have to jump through a whole bunch of hoops just to get a waiver for living off campus and sometimes that doesn't even go through correctly.