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I lived in a triple for my first semester freshman year and for the whole of my sophomore year. I spent the entire spring semester of my sophomore year trying to move out.

Fall semester of my sophomore year, I worked part time at a local deli to make extra money, so I had to get up at 10 AM to make it Well, I closed my drawer a little loudly once at 10:30 and woke one of them up. I quickly apologized and slipped out of the room. At 4 am a few days afterwards, I wake up to hear MY cd blaring from my speakers at a level loud enough for me to hear. I had been sleeping for 3 hours already and asked in a doped up voice what was going on with the music. And then my roommates ganged up against me and said that they were playing the music because I woke them up on 10:30 that past Saturday morning. Well I said I was sorry...do we really need to extend it to war on the weekdays?

Generally, though, one of my roommates sophomore year was incredibly manipulative. And a princess on top of that. She (we'll call her J) pitted my other roommate (we'll call her L) and me against each other all the time while going running with one or the other. J was 16 (L was 16 and I was 17 at the time) and she would brag about how she could never get drunk even though she was Asian (like I am...not possessing the enzyme that breaks down alcohol). Well J was in a play that year and she went to all the cast parties and would always get plastered. Once, she came home at 12:45 (unusually early for her...she usually came home anywhere from 2-5) and said she wanted to go to bed. L and I respected her wishes. So an hour later, L and I are both surfing the net on our laptops and L asks me if I smell anything. L was on the top bunk and I was on the bottom bunk. I told her I couldn't really smell anything. L and I then went over to J's side of the room and up from J's bed came a miasma of piss and vomit smell. We both were ready to die. Turns out J had over 20 drinks and was completely wasted. We had to call our RA to help us out because we were naive teenagers and we didn't know what to do. Once the RA came, she took care of J while L and I had to do J's nasty piss and vomit soaked laundry. We scolded her so bad that morning after she woke up hungover. L and I seriously contemplated reporting J to our gifted program's authorities because we were so angry with her. And we also considered making her sleep outside that night in the 30 degree weather for punishment (it was November). I have never forgiven her for doing that. And cheapskate that I am....she still owes me $3.00 in laundry quarters for all the money I used to clean her sheets because of her irresponsibility.

J also made the habit of leaving things in the refrigerator that would spoil because the electricity was turned off in our dorms. After every single break, I was either the first or the second (after L) to come back. Well, I always ended up cleaning the refirgerator since J always forgot to take stuff out of the fridge before break began. And it was always gross and bacteria and mold infested and I was always disgusted. 

And this is all why I now live alone. It's expensive, but I have never been able to find good people to live with.

Wow, don't think I can top any of those horror stories!

My roomates used to do stupid things like hide their drink boxes under the bed, and label bottles of milk, fight over who ate their box of angel hair pasta....and get in stupid petty fights all the time...

one time, actually, I came home to find 30 big trees/plants of marijuanna in my basement when I went downstairs to do laundry. They were all as tall as me. My roomate said a friend down the street was having his landlord come over to check things out and he had a greenhouse going in the closet. That was pretty crazy and very suprising to come home to...

Well, this is my first roommate situation and they are all insane.  I generally like most of the people at my school, I have no idea how I got stuck with such psychos.

One, is a huge slut.  She has a boyfriend at home, yet I have been sexiled out of our room numerous times.  Oh, and that time she gave a boy head while I was in the room along with two of her friends.  She watches porn constantly and loudly, then talks about it.  She also has phone sex with her boyfriend at night while all of us are trying to sleep in the same room.  She also enjoys talking on the phone to her friends from home on the phone giving them (and all of us who are trying to do work in the room) GRAPHIC details of her sex life.  And I mean graphic.  I'm really not a prude about that sort of thing, but oh my god!  Another problem is that she is rude to our other roommate, a born again Christian (how the hell did these two get put in the same room????).  The Christian is a really nice girl and one night, even carried the slut back to our room from a boys room 3 floors up and took care of her all night when she was drunk.  The slut never even thanked her.  Then she had the nerve to tell her that her crucifix was "creepy" and she needed to take it down.  It's very small and unoffensive, while meanwhile the slut has posters of nearly nude Carmen Electra, Cheech and Chong, and Corona. 

Now the problems with the Christian.  She is a really nice girl, but doesn't drink or smoke or anything and has a hard time making friends.  Because of this, she has her boyfriend over every weekend (he goes to school 40 min away).  Our room is two rooms of 150 square feet each; one is for desks, the other for bunk beds.  This is small as hell already, but then you add a 6'4", 250 lb boy for two nights on the weekend, plus all his stuff (he plays hockey and brings the gear)?  It's horrible!   And it means there's always a boy in the room so when I get out of the shower, I can't just get dressed.  Then they'll watch movies in our bedroom all weekend, meaning that I can't go in there to take a nap or anything because they are making out.  All weekend. 

The last roommate I think is actually 8 years old and a little bit mentally retarded.  She spent pretty much the entire first month of school drunk.  I don't think she'd ever really been around alcohol before so she decided to take in as much of it as she could.  She gets really stupid and belligerent when she's drunk and will come in and yell (and by yell I mean scream at the top of her lungs) at us all about how mad she is at some boy.  Uh, it's Wednesday night, I'm trying to write a paper, hon.  She's thrown up in the room multiple times, though luckily always in a trash can although once she didn't clean it out til the morning and the room reeked when we woke up.  When she's not drunk, she playing Tim McGraw as loud as her speakers will go while simultaneously talking on AIM with the sounds on and plaing noisy internet games.  Not to mention she is a loud breather!  It seems like a small thing, but for some reason I'm so grossed out by it.

Whew, I actually think that was somewhat therapeutic.  I can't wait to choose my own roommates next year!

i used to live with 4 boys. Never again will I EVER live with boys that I do not love.

Boys would go #2 and not flush. This would occur almost daily. Maybe they were proud of what they made? One boy deemed the downstairs bathroom "his" and would tape the door shut. If the tape was moved there would be HELL TO PAY!

Boys would walk around nekkid. Boys would bring skanky girls home to walk around nekkid. Boys would have sex with skanky girls on kitchen table. Boys would constantly watch porno and/or homemade porno. Boys would smoke a lot of pot and "forget" to pay rent. Boys would never buy food just eat all my food. Boys would crank at Wyclef Jean at top volume at 3am on work nights until the windows rattled.  

I hate those boys. Needless to say I only lived there a very short time.

i've only had one roommate in my life (for 2 years during college) and i had the general annoying experiences that all roommates go through. you guys had it really bad! i can't even imagine having to live through some of these situations.. yuck.

All of my best roomie stories come from one girl (hope she's not reading this!) that I lived with in a group house in my mid-20s.

- She routinely blew her nose on her tee shirt... and continued to wear it for several more days of stoned TV-watching (her usual activity)

- She'd cook liver and hamburgers (two of her faves) and always leave the fat ( speckled with little bits of burger or liver) to coagulate in the pan.  She'd leave it there until she'd REHEAT the same fatty mess  (which we were not allowed to touch or try to wash) and use it to cook up more meat again... she never washed the pan as far as I know

- I don't think she ever washed her sheets, and she had many a boyfriend, if you know what I mean.  Her room was quite stank.  She kept her catbox in there, too... also rarely empited (if ever). 

- She moved in with a box full of dirty dishes that she claimed she was too busy to wash before moving from her old apt.  However, apparently she was too busy with all of the above to wash them once she actually moved in, b/c we found them later in the same box under the sink, where they had been for WEEKS.  Actually, not sure they ever got washed in the 6 mos or so we lived together, because we were not about to mess with them.  They might have ended up in her bedroom.  We didn't have a bug problem, miraculously!   

This post is actually quite identifying - if I end out deleting my response, it's because I got paranoid that she'd somehow see it and know it was her!