True Life: I Had A Roommate From Hell

I had been going out with this guy for about six months. I was wilder in my freshman days but as a college senior I grew up. In the beginning of the relationship he asked me and told me that he hated how I flirted at bars. Since then I have curbed my appetite for innocent flirting and don't do it it anymore. Everyone has seen this change including my best friend who was once my partner in crime.

I found him in bed with my roommate. We had been going through a rough patch and he asked me to give him a week to mull things over. He's done this before where he would go away realize he was an idiot and then come back. During this time he asked to talk. I wanted to say that we should be friends and I wanted the conversation to be ina public place so that we didn't scream, yell, or hurt each other. He ended up kissing me and we ended up having sex. He said he had a "renewed sense of hopt" about us and was looking forward to starting right again.

The next morning I found him in bed with my roommate. I saw them naked in bed together and all he had to say was "this is awkward." I always felt a little uncomfortable with how close they were because they had met through me but I also said to myself that he was a loyal caring person and wouldn't do anything to hurt me. at one point I had even apologized to her about being awkward around her.

That scene is seared into my brain. I am absolutely disgusted with them and can't think of any two lowlifes that are perfect for each other. My ex's motive was to hurt me so that I would hate him and let him go. He went about this in the worst way possible. Still he had a motive and he wanted to do something stupid. My roommate on the other hand had no motive to hurt me. She did it simply because shes a bad person. Two days before she slept with him she was consoling me. My best friend who is our third room had even warned her about not sleeping with my boyfriend at the time. She said she would never do it. Instead of saying sorry she said that we were all adults.

No I was an adult and they were assholes. She hasn't apologized but instead is justifying herself.

That second story by "jackie" happened to me too and that was just the beginning. Let's just say when move-out came, I politely unfriended her on facebook and did a happy dance on her bed (since she moved out before I did).

My (now former) roommate and I got along really well freshman year as neighbors, but when we moved into an apartment together our sophomore year, all hell broke loose. She was constantly nagging me for the littlest things, like leaving a bowl in the sink or a light on in the living room. Worse than that, we for some reason decided to do group groceries (NEVER DO IT!) and they would go shopping without me, not buy anything I wanted, and still expect me to pay a fourth of their $200 bill. It felt like I was living with a meaner version of my mother. Only she would never say any of this to my face, she would leave me little notes around the apartment or complain to our other roommates, and if I did confront her she would act like nothing was wrong. The worst was when she tried to gang our other roommates against me. I eventually just ignored the fact that she even existed and only spoke to her if needed, and now I'm moving into my own apartment by myself. I'm happy with the way I handled the situation and took the high road, but I doubt I will want to live with anyone again. She's scarred me for life.

My first real roommate (she was my first room mate of more than a week as I have attended camps) seemed ok at first. When my parents helped me move in she wasn't there initially but she left post it's telling me which closet was mine, which I assumed was so I wouldn't look through her stuff. I was still moving in boxes of clothes when I showed back up to my room and she was looking though my stuff but I had caught her before she got too in depth... I don't want to sound too mean but this girl was a fat lazy person and she smelled not horrible but you could tell when she hadn't showered for a week. She would not go to class and we had most of the same classes and would ask me to do her favors like turn in something or tell a professor she'd be asleep. I never did. She would leave all of her clothes including her dirty and clean under ware in the way of our door to the hall. She started using my shampoo and I also noticed little things would go missing. She had a fish that jumped out of it's tank and landed on the floor it couldn't have been there long because it hadn't started to stink. I'm not a clean person, but it made me look like a Stepford Wife compared to her, and if she hadn't started to move out i don't think she ever would have found it. I actually put Nair in my shampoo so that her hair would fall out the next time she used it she dropped out before her weekly shower that week. The last straw was when she stole a roll of quarters that I got to do my laundry ($10) and I confronted her about it. It was stuffed into the bottom of one of my bags the next day, I know I turned that bag inside out. She returned it after I confronted her with the help of my RA. When she moved out she said "See you later Haley" I said "Over my Dead Body."

My roommate freshman year was a nightmare. She was on the soccer team, and I'm definitely on the non-athletic side of things. She went out to parties continuously and was promiscuous at best. I was the opposite. I came back from class one day, and when I walked in my room, the first thing I saw was a pair of guys shoes, cargo shorts, and a wallet on the floor in the middle of the room. Then I saw the mess of tangled bodies in the bed above mine. She violated the roommate contract we had to sign at the beginning of the first semester -- we agreed that midnight was the start of quiet time for sleeping. I would be in bed trying to fall asleep and she would be running around the room using a hair dryer, putting on makeup, and getting ready to go out. The last straw for me was when she came back to the room absolutely drunk out of her mind with two other guys, also completely drunk, at 3am on a Wednesday night. They waltzed into the room making huge amounts of noise, turning on lights, even poking me to see if I was asleep. I went to the resident life staff and requested a room change -- within 2 weeks I was moved into a single!

At first my roommate just seemed shy. She didn't talk to me or any of the girls in my hall. Then she started getting really rude. She put her tv which we shared on her side of the room up on a high shelf where I couldn't see, she filled my fridge which we also shared with all of her food and threw out mine, and when I was clearly trying to sleep she would watch game shows blasting on tv. On top of that when it started to get extremely cold she would keep the air conditioner up all the way, I had to wear a coat in my own room! Then she got a girlfriend who went to a school 45 minutes from us and came to visit not only on weekends but for entire weeks. They both skipped classes and stayed in the room either sleeping or watching tv so I couldn't study or have friends hang out in my room. When my friends would come to my room, if I wasn't there she would tell them to get out and I would get back and she would tell me to get control of my friends (one of the only things she ever said to me). I rarely saw her shower AND she was a smoker so she smelled disgusting and made our room smell. When we had breaks and were supposed to clean our rooms for spot checks she always refused to vacuum even though it was her mess and I always ended up doing everything. Luckily I am moving out next semester into an on-campus apartment with 4 of my hallmates and now my best friends. I don't know what I would have done if I had to stay with her though!

Rather than having a roommate from Hell who was always being obnoxious in our dorm, I spent my first semester of freshman year feeling like I didn't even have a roommate! At the beginning, we spent time getting to know each other and seemed to get along well enough. She had just transferred from a community college and loved the idea of being away from home. I thought this meant she would be thrilled to have the experience of living in a dorm. Instead, this meant she could spend practically every waking moment with her boyfriend who lived in an apartment and went to another school fifteen minutes away. I spent many nights feeling lonely in our empty room. This was especially depressing because I had always dreamed of having a roommate because I had grown up as an only child. Of course, on the rare occasions when she was in my room, she was either watching stupid television shows or, of course, laying in bed with her boyfriend. I'm not sure I ever saw her do homework. Thankfully, she moved out of our room second semester because it was too expensive for her, and one of my close friends who was having roommate troubles of her own moved into my room. Now I'm living with my best friend and I couldn't be happier.

i spit in my roommates food. muahahahhahahaah

I lived in a dorm room with 2 other girls. At the beginning of the year it was great. We all got along and we kept the dorm clean. Later on during the first semester my one roommate "C" started not cleaning up at all! We shared a counter space between the sinks and her stuff was from one side to the next. Make up powder everywhere and used tissues all around the counter. That was only the half of the problem. She would come back to the dorm around 3am while I am asleep and start singing at the top of her lungs or playing her guitar. No common sense on thinking that I may be asleep. I hid my hatred towards her during the whole year but during the last week during finals it was the last straw. It was 1am and I was just falling asleep after studying and finishing a paper. She comes in with her boyfriend (who also plays guitar) and her guy friend. They start playing guitar. singing, and playing drums from their electric piano in the common room. I go out there and ask her nicely to either stop or find another place to play. And she looks at me and gives me this "Are you kidding me looks?" And thinks I am being the rude one! Her boyfriend though got the hint and decided they would move to the media room. But after that I didn't care what she thought and pretty much never spoke to her until I left. I am so glad this year I am rooming with a true friend who helped me get through all that drama during my freshman year!