<p>Want to begin by saying that I would describe my daughter as a fairly mature 19-year old, focused pre-med student, who is considerate of others, maybe to a fault.</p>
<p>Here's the story...Freshman year daughter attends state u., where her dorm room is cooridor-style, shared with one other girl. They get along really well at first, until roommate starts drinking Thurs-Sun on a regular basis. Roommate comes in late at night, drunk, noisy, turning on lights and music, and occasionally bringing someone along with her. Daughter tries to tolerate it best she can, as she really likes her and wants to get along. Roommate then pledges sorority, and the drinking problem increases. Daughter then discusses her drinking and behavior with her, and it gets a little better till year end, but not much. </p>
<p>Sophmore year, daughter transfers to Ivy university, her first choice from which she was deferred as a freshman. She is placed in a suite, with three other girls. Two bedrooms, small common room in between, very thin walls. Her roommate spends most of her free time in their bedroom, skyping (sp?) family and boyfriend, loudly, and in her native language, no less (pakistani?). Daughter tries to speak with her about it, but it doesn't go well, so daughter spends majority of her waking hours elsewhere, and basically returns to the room only to sleep.</p>
<p>October of the sophmore year, daughter and two of the other roommates are away for the weekend (not together, but all away at different places). Apparently, the one remaining roommate in the suite has a party Saturday night. Daughter returns Sunday about 4 p.m. to an empty suite. Goes into her bedroom to find her blankets, sheets, and mattress pad soaked with urine, right down to the mattress. She is furious and, of course, we get the phone call. We tell her to phone the roommate who had not been away and talk to her about it. Roommates admits the party, claims she doesn't know who is responsible, and apologizes. Doesn't offer to clean the mess or buy new bedding though, which infuriates daughter further. We tell daughter to go buy new bedding, and we will pay for it ($150.). She says she wants to move out, between the skyping in foreign language 24/7 and the partying/urine she has had it. We tell her to take a week, lots of deep breaths, and see if anything else is available on campus.</p>
<p>She finds out the only single (I told her I thought a single was a good idea at this point, she agreed) is about a 20-minute walk off campus. And, because it is a single, there is a surcharge of $1000. I called housing to try and get it waived under the circumstances, but no luck. She wants to move, and so we go up in early Nov and move her to her single. I spend the rest of her sophmore year worrying about her walking back and forth to campus late at night, after studying late or working at her campus job. She survives, most times finds a bus schedule that works, but it wasn't easy worrying about her getting back and forth all the time. Total cost about $1200 and lots of worry/unnecessary stress...</p>
<p>This year, as a junior, she is extremely exicited about moving into her first apartment with three other girls. Two are good friends, one she had not met. Hubby and I move her in about 10 days ago. Two of the three roommates had already moved in when we arrived--the one she hadn't met, and one good friend. After driving the 3.5 hours to get there and moving her in, Hubby and I are tired. There are no hotel rooms available in the area, closest is $150/night, and 40 miles away. We discuss staying in the apartment, daughter offers to sleep on the couch, and give dad and I her single bed. We discuss that we shouldn't impose on roommates like that...apartment is small, etc., so we are all in agreement, and we drive the 40 miles to hotel, help daughter with a few things the following morning and head home.</p>
<p>Two days later last roommate (best friend) arrives with her mother to move in. Guess what? Mom stays a week! A WEEK, arriving on Sunday, classes start Wednesday, and she stays until the following Saturday. She rearranges furniture while the girls are out, and makes herself at home. Daughter is upset because 1) apartment is tiny, and now there's 5 of them; 2) daughter got one-hour notice, by text, that mom was arriving and staying a week; 3) mom rearranged the apartment while they were at class; and probably most importantly 4) daughter was looking forward to shopping and decorating, etc. with friends once all had arrived. I can't tell you how many times over the summer I offered to buy something for the apartment, etc., and daughter's response was, "Thanks, but no, mom, we're going to do it together when we all get there."</p>
<p>So, the week goes by with mom, classes start and yesterday mom heads home finally. Daughter breathes sigh of relief. I get up this morning to the following text: "Now her boyfriend is coming for a week."</p>
<p>Oh my God, what is wrong with people? Is it me?</p>