Brown is dead-ass wrong for housing me with such a person. I cannot stand my roommate! Every morning, I wake up to his eerie ****ing eyes centered on me. He oscillates about our room while mumbling **** to himself and knocking stuff over. He just sits in our room and farts audible-ass farts, lacking the courtesy to excuse himself. And to make things even worse, he uses my possessions. I tried apprising him of my utter annoyance, but he won't ****ing stop. I guess I am just too nice of a guy, but what am I supposed to say, stop touching my ****? Do any of you have or have ever had problems with someone who lives in the same residence as you do? Please tell that I am not alone. Here's your place to vent.
My roommate, who's my friend, ****ed my other friend while I was there. They thought I was asleep. I was a tad upset. The sound of your two good friends ****ing is more traumatizing then you'd think. I tell ya.
Um, 3 years ago, my school took a bunch of us on a one week trip to YMCA Camp Mason. Loved it. Once of the best experiences of my life. But there was this fat kid who always farted in his sleep. Them ***** was loud and you could smell from across the room. Another roommate was just a person I don't like.
My roommate, who's my friend, ****ed my other friend while I was there. They thought I was asleep. I was a tad upset. The sound of your two good friends ****ing is more traumatizing then you'd think. I tell ya.
Um, 3 years ago, my school took a bunch of us on a one week trip to YMCA Camp Mason. Loved it. Once of the best experiences of my life. But there was this fat kid who always farted in his sleep. Them ***** was loud and you could smell from across the room. Another roommate was just a person I don't like.
I cant say I absolutely hated them though.
My roommate just farts, stares at me, and says ****. I want to tell him that he is a nasty mother****er so badly.
My roommate, who's my friend, ****ed my other friend while I was there. They thought I was asleep. I was a tad upset. The sound of your two good friends ****ing is more traumatizing then you'd think. I tell ya.
I totally understand you, my best friend spent almost one whole night kissing other friend while I was in the bed next to them... and it was before he was gay, huge trauma :/
Every month I treat myself to snacks that last me until the next month, and my room mate ate some of them one time. I now have a cabinet and a fridge that has a lock on it. I was pissed.
I already hate the fact that I share my space with someone and she made it worse by touching my stuff.
He's straight and we've been roommates since day 1 up until now, 4 years later. It gets s bit awkward when there're only two of us since our interests are different. He does stuff that I don't do and vice versa. Being the Virgo that I am, I pretty much is the one that does all the room cleaning, which I don't really mind since I enjoy it. It's awkward with two but chaos with three. It's kinda strange but it works like that for us. We don't talk much inside the room but we can talk about everything outside.
He is cute Filipino boy, but we don't talk much. He's always stuck in the room and he always is watching Anime. Now our suite mates are a different story. They are disgusting and they always leave the bathroom dirty. **** stains on the toilet and one time I walked in on one of them peeing in the damn shower.
My roommate is currently my brother. He's a pig, throws all his clean ad dirty close into one corner. He leaves random food on his side, he's smelly and never clean. I'm tired of Bering the clean one and cleaning everything.
Im transferring soon so hopefully I'll have a cool, fun, hot college roommate!
My first college roomate was amazing. We got along really great. We double dated a lot and genuinely became friends outside of school. Unfortunately we weren't able to room together the next year due to the new housing that was built. It caused everyone to have to reapply for roomates. I got stuck with a rather insufferable twat who stole.
He was a good looking guy with a really awful personality. He didn't move in until two weeks after I moved into the new campus apartments. I thought I wasn't getting a roomate so I pretty much made the place my own. He showed up with one bag of clothes, contributed nothing to the place and ate all of my food. He used my hair and shower products without asking. He'd take my laptop and look at **** and **** and then fall asleep with it next to him. Like WTF does that? Needless to say we had it out. I told my RA if he didn't get moved I'd end up catching a case.
That is ridiculous. How did he get the password to your laptop?
I was a tad upset. The sound of your two good friends ****ing is more traumatizing then you'd think. I tell ya. 
