<p>Well. I had this whole huge thing to post, but apparently I wasn't logged in, so now I have to rewrite it, being much, much shorter, sadly. It was really good. I am freshman in college. I am relatively quiet. I don't hardly talk. I am not really shy. I just don't like initiating conversation mostly because I have no self confidence and am constantly worried about something stupid. Midterms just finished, which I am feeling pretty good about. My problem is basically, I go home every weekend to avoid my roommate because I hate him. </p>
<p>Let me explain. First, we are polar opposites. He drinks, goes drugs, fails classes. I was in the top 10% of my high school class and I did it by religiously avoiding all of the above. Second, He is never here, but when he is, it is on the weekends--he wakes me up with his drunkenness and has no respect for my property or my well being. Third, the first weekend we were here, he cam back drunk and threw up all over the bathroom. He cleaned it, mostly, but I still had to listen to him puke, all night long. Because I was just a scared college freshman just finishing saying goodbye to my parents that same day. Fourth, he's stupid. I don't think I have ever seen him sober. Fifth, he had sex while I was trying to sleep. I would've stopped him but I thought it was a dream because I never imagines that someone could be so freaking disrespectful. After I realized it was real, it was too late to stop them--if you know what I mean. Again, I hate him. </p>
<p>I almost got away. The Hall Director set me up with a new room, because, the first day I put myself on the wait list, knowing that my roommate was a jerk--I am a good judge of character. Um. The room that they were going to assign to me was a girl's room. They wouldn't let me move in, regardless of being friends with practically all girls anyway. I'm not gay, but I was definitely thinking of throwing that out there just to get my own room in a girl's sweet--I wanted to get away from my roommate that much. I was so ready to get my own room--packed an everything only to be let down. The night before that disappointment, was the night I woke up to the sound of a thumping bed 10 feet away. So, I was tired, ****ed off and irritable. I almost quit college, right then and there. I didn't. </p>
<p>Now, my plan has been to avoid my roommate all semester before I get an email for a new room or he fails out. So far, neither has happened. It have been three weeks since I almost got a new room, well, maybe four. College time isn't real time. It's all different. Hah. Anyway, I have been going home, since the beginning of the semester, minus two weeks, just to avoid him. </p>
<p>I don't know what to do. I can't talk to him. It's too awkward and he wouldn't listen. I told him to stop coming back drunk on the first day and he refused to listen. My RA wouldn't do anything--he practically encourages partying.</p>
<p>I know I'm not missing much when I go home because at this school where the majority lives 45-60 minutes away from their house everyone goes home. I'm not homesick or anything. I don't really have any friends, so going home is better than being bored here. I just don't want to have to go home. </p>
<p>My questions are these: What should I do? How should I talk to someone who won't listen? How to do I talk to someone who is so totally opposite? Is going home every weekend okay?</p>
<p>I still love college. So far, it is really great. The only thing stopping it from being nearly perfect is my roommate. I hate that I constantly have to worry. Anyway. That's all. Thanks for listening to my whining. Even if you didn't comment, thanks for reading all of this. I appreciate you taking the time to jump into my nightmare. Thanks, everyone! :)</p>