College Roommates

angelfire0412 · December 2009

I was just telling DH some of the funny roommate stories, thought I would ask you all too if you had some funny ones. I had some doozies. My parents thought it would be a good idea that I live in the dorms for one year to get the college 'experience,' and one year was definitely enough! I couldn't get out of there fast enough. And contently lived by myself in an apartment for the next 3 years.

Roommate #1 : A young, withdrawn, socially inept Cuban girl who always spoke Spanish and pretended she didn't know English. She was the biggest PIG on the planet. Would leave pots of bacon grease on the stove and threw her used bloody period pads (unwrapped) in the trash can (that I bought) in the bathroom we shared. (and of course never took out the trash or cleaned anything) NASty. She was on the internet 24/7 and had minimal human contact.

Roommate #2 : A fun, pretty, skinny white girl. A huge party-er (read: cokehead). I woke up once at 4 a.m. because she was rearranging our apartment furniture frantically and screaming at any imaginary person (?). I came back to check on her and she was sitting in the window sill eating a bag of salad.

Roommate #3 : Probably my favorite of the bunch. A super cool, pretty black girl from Miami. She was awesome--always going somewhere and doing something exciting. She went to all of the big events and hooked up with a bunch of dudes--football players and music guys. Once showed me a video she made of one guy 'servicing' her. Classy!!! Also stole my shoes when we were moving out.

haha! This was a quad, so we were all there together--interesting times! Did anyone else have any good college roommates??

Junebug060609 · December 2009

First up was one of my first roomies at college. Spoiled Rotten. Baby of her family and Mom & Dad (particularly Mom) just couldn't let go. Her mom would bring by bags & bags of groceries, heavy on the veggies as roomie was a vegetarian (amongst other things...), and we'd end up with a fridge full of rotten veggies...that we'd have to clean out, not her, cuz she'd frickin leave it. She also would leave her dirty dishes in the sink. For two weeks. I nearly broke my foot tripping on her books she left on the livingroom floor. She didn't bother to show up for our pre-arranged final clean up of the apartment at years end. So, after dealing with her bullsh!t for the whole year we just stacked all of her crap up on her bed. It was covered by the end of the cleaning cuz she was a slob...I was the b!tch that put her effing stinky sneakers on there that she'd left in the livingroom...for a week+. She was so pissed when she came home that she moved out that night forever. We rejoiced and drank the wine coolers she'd neglected to bring with her.

Second year of college I got put with another random. Overall a nice girl. Definitely a better fit than the one above. However, I learned on the first night that this one was a partier. I went out with her and some of her friends...and walked into a room where she was about to snort coke. We made an agreement the next morning that as long as she kept the drug stuff out of our room and stayed safe that it was her life to lead. Mostly she just drank and did pot...I just got introduced to her on a *good* night.

Kellybeth124 · December 2009

Good grief! Those stories are nuts. I only had 2 roommates before moving into a 1bdr apt my junior year and neither of them were crazy. One was a design major so there were always bits and pieces projects laying around but those were mostly pretty cool.

Junebug060609 · December 2009

This thread just inspired me to look up the roomies from the first story on Facebook. There were four of us in the apartment. I already tracked down my actual roomie. Found Sandy (the one referenced in story one) she's now living dang near where I grew up. Obviously not going to "friend" her, just was being nosy about what she looked like now (story was from1997-98). I did put in a friend request for the other roomie though. The other one was a German exchange student. Was very cool having that experience and getting to see our country through the eyes of someone not so used to it.

shagadelk7 · December 2009

I lol'd at the eating the bag of salad thing.

I lived in dorms all 4 years. At my school it was the thing to do. No one really lived off campus.

Freshman year: Lived in a forced triple which was a room hardly suitable for 2 people, never mind 3. One of the girls was really cool, played soccer, and we got along great. She had a very serious boyfriend. The other girl was this black chick from Manhattan who put moth balls in all her drawers. Our entire hall smelled. She was dating some rapper dude and she would stay up all hours of the night talking to him on the phone.

Sophomore year: Greatest year of my life. Seriously. I lived in a suite with 8 girls. There was always stuff going on, tons of dramz, and everyone in my suite was flucking one of the guys across the hall. It was a great setup actually. We just left our doors unlucked and guys and girls pretty much slept wherever there was a free bed. I honestly don't know how I managed to get the grades I did soph year bc all I did was party. As for stories, we threw some pretty superb parties and almost all got kicked out of school on numerous occasions.

Junion year: Half the year I spent studying in Madrid. The other half I lived in an on campus apartment with 3 other girls. Again, we got along awesome and had no problems, surprisingly.

Senior I lived in an on campus apartment with my best friend (also my MOH). It was a 1bedroom and the only thing splitting the living room from the bedroom was a door with those wooden pieces that go across (usually usedin closet doors). She slept with a lot of people and I always had the decency to leave if I knew she had a guy over. Yet when I had my husband over she was the biggest cockk block in the world. I love her to death, but I could never live with her again. Ever.

mamie329 · December 2009

Oh my. I must have lucked out. I probably would have been the weird roommate though.

#1 - friend from HS. She left me a long letter at the start of spring semester detailing all the issues she had with me (heat control, my BF visiting on random weekends, etc). She found another roommate after that year though we're still friends.

#2 - my "mom" - She was on the nerdy side like me, and we got along really well. She helped me through the worst year of my life when my bf and I broke up that February plus random illnesses that semester.

#3 - the slut. Craziest year ever. She had a boyfriend back home, but continually whored around with a different guy every weekend. That was also the drunkest, most scandalous year of my life.

Senior year roommate #2 and I got an on-campus apt together. She and her boyfriend got married a few months after we graduated and they have the cutest little baby.

I'm still in touch with all three roomies.

RedZee · December 2009

There are so many bad stories about my worst that it's hard to get it all in here.

This woman would get home from class at 1pm every day and put on the same outfit every day. Every.single.day. Then she'd spend the next 12 hours playing online battleship and chatting with whoever else was playing. One night, the guy she was chatting with lived in the town over from the university so she invited him over. When she told me, as I was working on a paper, I verified with her that she didn't intend to bring him to our room, right? Um, duh, she said. Half an hour later an internet stranger was in our dorm room and the two of them spent hours having the most racist conversation I'd ever heard. The next day when I told her that she was not allowed to do that again, she yelled at me.

Then she got scabies. Then her mom told her she was going to drink herself to death so the police spent the night in our room while another squad was at her mom's house an hour away. Then she left her toothbrush at her mom's house and she said that there was no point getting another one since she'd be there the next week so she didn't brush her teeth for a week and a half. But then she had a date so she asked to borrow my toothbrush. Barf. So I found a toothbrush in a drawer and told her I had no idea where it had been and she used it. Double barf. Then I woke up to her having sex. Then I got pneumonia and she opened the window above my bed during the winter. And then she stole the food that people had brought me since I was totally bedridden.

Those are the "highlights".

ChooGirl · December 2009

Angel, sounds like you and I had similar experiences. The following is why I only (barely) survived one year in the dorms before officially moving in with the mister.

Ranked from least to most unpleasant...

Roommate A: Gal from the Midwest. She only came to college in NYC "to find a wealthy husband." That is a direct quote. Needless to say, we didn't have a lot in common. She was only interested in me when Alex (then boyfriend, now husband) was around. She wanted him to introduce her to all of his "rich" friends and she often "got drunk" and tried to throw herself at him. Great gal, I miss her a lot...oh, wait, nope. Not even a little bit.

Roommate B: Wealthy girl from LA with a severe coke problem. Like, I had a 50/50 chance of coming home to her vomiting or bleeding from a binge. She never went to class and instead, would invite her druggy friends over to party all day and night. By the end of the year (and I honestly do not even know how she survived the year), I walked into her room after a particularly crazy party and saw needles on her desk. Awesome.

Roommate C: A seemingly sweet girl from the Bronx. While we didn't have a lot in common, we got along well enough through the first semester (though our only real communication was commiserating about our other two crazy roommates). However, after going away for a long weekend in February, I came back to school and things had changed. She suddenly broke up with her boyfriend and started dating a girl. I was surprised, but no biggie. Well, three weeks later her girlfriend moved into our room. Fulltime. Yes, you read that right. And the girl who had once been respectful about intimacy in our shared bedroom decided that she didn't give a sh!t anymore. I'll leave the rest to your imagination. But know that I could go on. And on. And on.

angelfire0412 · December 2009

Wow, these are some great stories! Scary too. Apparently I will be moving with my daughter when she goes to school!!

Junebug--I don't even remember my roommates' last names, I am impressed you can look them up.

Zee-LOL at the Battleship story, that is hilarious.

Shag-you definitely were in a complete 'college' setting. I lived in Orlando so I was more free to do my own thing (it's actually why I chose it over FSU and UF)...I never even went to a frat party until I went with my brother when he was in school

PS-do you speak your Spanish with the "th" intonation from living in Madrid??

Choo--sharing a room with lesbian couple--that's the stuff dreams are made of!! LOL!!?

hawkilady · December 2009

Freshman year... lived in the dorms with a random roommate. She sent me a letter about a month before school started - senior pics and glitter confetti came falling out of the envelope. I was already scared. Then she go there with about 4 hours to go on move end weekend. I went out with the new floor mates to some random basement frat party and she proceeded to wallpaper her half of the room, including the ceiling with ann geddes baby pictures. She had a petnet full of stuffed animals, including teletubbies. My favorite accessory was the "Abortion kills, Jesus wouldnt like you" sweatshirt she wore regularly. She also only "babytalked" to her bf. By the end of first semester, I had pretty much convinced her I was Satan and she called me over Xmas break and said she was moving out. I got to spend the rest of the year by myself in a double dorm room which turned out great.

Sophomore year, I lived with my new best friend and 6 other girls in a 8 person suite. She started out the year normal, then got into drugs, and then got really jealous of my having a bf so she decided to pack a bunch of my clothes and take them home at thanksgiving. I asked her nicely if she had seen any of them and she claimed to not know what I was talking about. Then my parents came to visit for the last football game. They picked us all up to tailgate and she wouldnt answer the phone. I opened the door (parents right behind me) to find her having sex on the windowsill of our dorm room. Super. After xmas break she came back with all my clothes with the tags cut out of them and claimed she got them at TJ Maxx when I asked her about it. She even stole my underwear. Then she made up a fake conversation on AIM and took it to the police and claimed I was harassing her. This went nowhere. I packed up everything and moved next door for the rest of the semester and we haven't spoken since.

The other 14 roommates/suitemates (no joke) I have had, were fantastic.

just dandy. · December 2009

lol angel... the salad thing cracked me up too!

I lived with a super super super Christian girl freshman year in the dorm, but my best friend from camp/youth group lived next door and our soon to be new BFF lived across the hall. After that year, we moved to an on campus apartment together and had an absolute blast. We switched around roomies among our group of 5 or 6 throughout our time at school. So, sadly, no complaints here. A few of you have heard a story about a crazy girl I studied abroad with, but I'm not going to say anything about her. The last time i talked about her to a non mutual friend who lived two states away, it got back to her and I got in trouble

I think the worst roommate scenario, though, would have to be my friends whose moms and grandparents had to move into their college dorms after Katrina. Can you imagine?? 6 people in a teeny tiny dorm... and it's your GRANDPARENTS?

mamie329 · December 2009

You got stuck with some psychos, hawki! But I giggled at the Anne Geddes mention because I always had the Anne Geddes/little boys and girls pictures on my dorm walls... until my friends started referring to it as my child porn.

Kind of like this:

Junebug060609 · December 2009

angelfire0412:

Junebug--I don't even remember my roommates' last names, I am impressed you can look them up.

If its any consolation its pretty much just that year that I remember the names of people (first year away at college). The other years at college I'm lucky if I even remember their first names.

hawkilady · December 2009

mamie329:

You got stuck with some psychos, hawki! But I giggled at the Anne Geddes mention because I always had the Anne Geddes/little boys and girls pictures on my dorm walls... until my friends started referring to it as my child porn.

Kind of like this:

That is minor compared to what she had. That would have been ok - as would even 2-3 posters. I'm talking wallpapered walls in babies. Like she took apart about 6 calendars and covered every square inch of wall space.

kaleyandjason · December 2009

I guess I got lucky when it came to roommates, because I never had any! My mom had a really bad experience with a roommate when she went to college, so she didn't want me to live with anyone. Needless to say I still lived in the dorms. I loved it. It was such a great experience. Four of the girls on my floor just clicked. We were all so different, but we were bffs. One of them was a BM in my wedding. But, I have kind of grown apart from the other two. We still keep in touch, but not as much.

One of the many crazy stories involves some stomach pumping. It was only October of our freshman year and the one girl went out partying with her other friends. The girl lived on our floor and her boyfriend lived a few floors below us, and the boyfriend ended up carrying her back to the dorm. She was so drunk and incoherent that they had to call a squad for her. Of course they took her to the hospital and pumped her stomach. She was crazy. Needless to say, that didn't really calm her down either. . .

megs1383 · December 2009

i lived at home for my first 2 years of school (went to a community college)

Junior Year I was a transfer to a "real college", so i was put into dorms with the freshmen. Many of who were really cool and fun. I roomed with a girl who was fine, a little on the messy side and was on the phone a lot, but all in all not really there much. So I was ok with having some of her clothes on the floor in exchange for basically having my own room. She moved out at the end of first quarter. I had my own room for the second quarter, third I was given a new roommate who was a sweetheart. Only reason we didnt become good friends is bc she spent ALL of her time with her bf...

Senior Year, I tried to get into a suite with a 2 of my guy friends, hoping to find a random girl to room with me (mind you I went to a Technology school so the girl/guy ratio was low, so it wasnt the easiest to find girl friends). One of the guys ended up dropping out, and me and the other guy ended up with a 1 bedroom apartment through the school lottery. Awkward! But it was my senior year and i didnt want to live home & commute, so i just went with it... please note that we were completely plutonic. Over the course of the year this guy became a total hermit at his computer, accused me of being possessed. He told me that I woke up in the night and talked to floating glowing objects. He once blockaded me into our bedroom by holding the couch on end because I didnt feel like ordering out for subs that night. I had considered involving the school to get moved to a different place, but figured since he seemed unstable, my best option was to just leave quietly. We completely stopped talking after that, and I moved out one weekend, without saying a word. and commuted from home the rest of the year.

On the plus side, I lost 15 pounds that semester from stress (and spending all my time at the campus gym to avoid being in the apartment).

After moving home found out from a mutual friend that my roommate was apparently in love with me, and was more than likely into hard drugs. He started to go nuts right around the time i started dating DH... coincidence??

holy long... sorry!

hopscotch. · December 2009

I have never had a roommate (other than the hubs)...and after reading some of these stories, I'm very thankful for that yet again! I couldn't deal!

mofe · December 2009

I loved my roommates (well for the most part). I'm actually really good friends with 3 of still.

My roommate sophmore/junior year had a horrible roommate her freshman year that was so mean. She was just plain nasty and to cheer my friend up I went and farted on her roommate's pillow!

Same roommate I had sophmore/junior year went to Ireland for a semester and subleted her room. The guy that lived with us was nice, but just gross. He would poop at least 2-3 times a day but always missed and hit the seat/sprayed the bowl. I tried doing polite things like leaving clorox wipes, the toilet bowl brush/cleaner out. Eventually I had to ask him to clean the toilet when he finished. He also would bake this horrible smelling fish.

vhcoleman09 · December 2009

What a great thread!

I had a similar college experience to shag. In dorms throughout college because that was the thing to do.

Freshman year - Got assigned to live with one other girl. She was from China, and the first day she asked if I would sign a "contract" to not have visitors after 8 pm or phone calls after 9. Um, no. We had a conversation about respecting each other and don't think we had another full conversation for the rest of the year. She was super smart, got an A in organic chemistry, which is unheard of even at my school especially as a freshman, but smelled awful. She had sheets with ducks on them that she never washed. All year.

Sophomore year - Lived in a single. Loved it.

Junior year - Studied abroad for the second half of the year and lived with a random girl the first half. She was nice but never there because she had a boyfriend, so no complaints about her.

Senior year - Lived with one of my BFFs at the time. She slept a lot, but no real complaints about her either. We don't speak now because I dated a guy she dated for 2 weeks (a year after she dated him). I asked if it was okay if I date him, she said it was, so we dated for almost 2 years. She was p.o.'d and never spoke to me after that.

LarkNow · December 2009

Your stories are hilarious! I also went to the kind of school where everyone lived on campus for all four years, but I only had a roommate for six months. The first six months of school, they matched me up with this really sweet but super-religious girl from Kansas. Her boyfriend was a year older so she had been to a lot of parties at KU and the small, liberal arts college scene was not what she was looking for. She moved out at winter break and I had singles from then on. My junior and senior year they were a two room double and a three room triple (three people, three rooms, connected hallway), but the girls I lived with were my best friends, both came to my wedding, one was a bridesmaid. Great girls. Even when I did a semester in Prague, I got a single there. Just lucky, I guess.

sarajoy12345 · December 2009

I am boring. I went to a smallish Christian school where there are lots of just nice (but boring) people.

Year 1: Random roommate. VERY VERY nice, almost over the top. All the boys were in love with her. We got along great and would have roomed together again except I switched dorms. She and her husband were at our wedding.

Year 2: Switched dorms, another random roommate. We got along well, although she was kinda needy and SUPER messy. I made some wonderful friends on that floor though- 2 of whom were in my wedding.

Year 3: Same roommate as Year 2, plus my now-BFF in a triple room. It worked out ok, but 3 is a hard number as someone tends to feel left out.

Year 4: Lived in a huge house with 8 other girls. It was a beautiful house, and for 99% of the year, all was well. One of the girls freaked out right at the end and got some of the other girls in trouble with the deans. NOT a good note to end on. Either way, 3 of the 8 were in my wedding and we are very very close!

keb270 · December 2009

I liked all my roommates but some of them did crazy things.

Sophmore year I had an apt with 3 other girls. I shared a bedroom with the one. One Friday night, I was watching a movie with the guy I was dating at our apartment. It was early and we were planning to go out after. The door to my apt opens and a cab driver is holding my roommate up. He basically shoves her through the door and leaves. She was at a sorority social and got wasted so they sent her home. I try to send her to bed but she is out of control and throws her purse at me and insists on sitting with us on the couch to watch the movie. Within a few minutes she is asleep...until she proceeeds to puke all over herself and my date! So I take her into our room and strip her down. She has puke chunks in her hair, but I figure that's her problem. I put all her puke clothing in her side and let her go to sleep. My date clearly leaves at this point and I spend the night making sure she is still breathing. The next day, she wakes up and realizes that she has peed the bed. Since it was a college apt, the mattress was covered in plastic (probably because of college students that pee) so instead of being absorbed into the bed, she just rolled around in it all night.

Around this time, my other roommate called and asked us to pick her up from her bootycall that night. My roommates puts on pants but leaves on her pee covered underwear and shirt and goes out to pick up the other roommate. Then we all had lunch. All while she was covered in puke and pee. It was beyond gross.

SBS0628 · December 2009

I've always been told my roommate experiences were an anomoly. After reading these stories, I guess it's true.

I lived in the dorms freshman year. We had a suite - 8 girls to 6 rooms, shared bathroom/living room. Here's six of the eight of us at my wedding (one of my roommates from that year was a bridesmaid):

The year after, I moved off campus. The girl who was my roommate then ended up being my roommate for four years. She was my maid of honor (this is of us at my bachelorette party):

And the thing is, it's not like I'm a recent college grad. I finished undergrad in 2004, and only lived with the first group of girls in '01-'02.

CTbride320 · December 2009

I love these stories! Angel - the salad story was absolutely hilarious (and crazy)!!!

I was pretty lucky as far as roommates go (though I roomed with friends for the majority of my college years), but during my sophomore year I lived with a friend in a double that had 2 singles attached to it (the girls were randomly assigned to live with us), and the 4 of us shared a bathroom. My friend and I got along great with one of our roommates, and the other one was just kind of strange. She NEVER came out of her room, and she always had her door closed (she didn't have her own entrance to our suite, so we knew whenever she left to go somewhere). We only heard her use the bathroom every so often. It didn't seem like she was going to class. We tried to knock on her door and invite her to hang out with us, but she never answered her door. Then about halfway through the year I just happened to be home during the day, and she moved out with her parents! She didn't even say goodbye or explain why she was leaving or anything. If I hadn't been home, we would have never known what happened to her (and honestly I still don't really understand it).

It was so bizarre, but it was kind of nice because we never got another roommate, so we had a huge private room that guests could stay in .

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