<p>This year, I got put in a tiny converted triple with two other girls (a converted triple is basically a standard double with an extra desk, dresser, and a bunk bed along with a loft). For simplicity's sake, let's just call my roommates Jill and Anna. </p>
<p>We all went to the same high school together. I knew Jill somewhat well, but I didn't know Anna, who was a close friend of Jill's. Jill had convinced me to room with both her and Anna the following year. I had my reservations, but I ended up caving. Well, turns out Anna is the perfect roommate. She's clean, respectful, sweet, and we get along super well. Unfortunately, I can't really say the same about Jill...</p>
<p>The whole rooming situation started out pretty well, but now both Anna and I can barely stand to be around her. Half the time she's really sociable but the other half she's really cold and passive-aggressive towards us and treats us like we're not even there. I always feel super uncomfortable in the room at that time because I get this overwhelming sense of not being welcome. She just kind of stands there and every time we ask her what's wrong or attempt communication with her, she either curtly replies "nothing" or flat out ignores us. She has curtains hanging around her bed (she has the bottom bunk) and she immediately crawls into bed when she gets home without even acknowledging our existence. I even had my sisters and my mom come in the room when they were visiting and she immediately pulled her curtains down. About 5 minutes later, she crawled out of her bed and asked me how long we were going to be in the room. I left right after my coffee was done warming up and my sister said: "that was kind of rude... I felt extremely unwelcome just then..." This isn't an issue with her having social issues, because she has an even busier social life than Anna and I combined. And there's this whole passive-aggressive thing, too. I once walked into my room with her standing there in a t shirt and a thong. (Please note that she isn't shy with her body. She's perfectly content with walking around naked in front of us, which honestly doesn't bother me because you know, whatever.) Anyway, I walked in on her in that state, and she immediately stops to look at me and says: "I'm literally standing here in a thong! Can't you see that?" Anna later asked me what was up with that and if there was anything going on between us. The heck would I know? I didn't do anything but go into my own dang room! Another (more recent) time is when she was sitting in front of our door having a private conversation with her boyfriend. I was on my way back to brush my teeth. I left, came back, and she stood up and said: "are you staying in the room tonight?" in a way that made me feel uncomfortable and unwelcome (please note that I've been staying with my boyfriend. I'll touch more on that later). Why does she want to know if I'm staying in my own room? Am I not welcome here? But this all brings us to her boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, both Anna and I really do like her boyfriend, but having him over has become a serious problem. So serious, that whenever he is over, I always stay with my boyfriend (who's cousin is super chill and deserves a gold medal for putting up with this BS). Because of the fact that she has curtains over her bed, they seem to forget that although we can't see them, we can still here them. They will start kissing, which will turn into making out, which will turn into dry-humping. It's extremely uncomfortable, especially for Anna who has the top bunk and can feel every move they make. We talked to her about it, and she said: "yeah, we don't do it in his room because he doesn't have curtains and his roommate can literally see us." Well, we can HEAR you, so that's debatebly worse. Also, they sexile us at least once a week. My boyfriend and I have sexiled theme a total of 0 times (I know! Such a huge number). </p>
<p>Here's a fun bonus story that had just happened a few days ago: Jill had told Anna and I that she was going to a rave (on a Tuesday night) and that she would be back around 1. She had warned us that she would be a bit high, but it would only be here. So, I decided to wait for her to get back before going to bed so that she could settle down and not wake me up. Anna, my boyfriend (who was planning to pull and all-nighter) and I was hanging out in the lounge. When it finally reached 2:30, I decided that I was going to go back and sleep because I had a midterm the next day. As I was about to leave the lounge, Jill cam in, all showered with her pupils huge as heck, asking if I can stay with my boyfriend because she had brought 3 of her friends back from the rave and they needed a place to sleep. Basically, her best friend started breaking down because she was homeless and Jill didn't want her to leave like that, which I completely understand, but Jill wanted to know if the random couple whom I never met could sleep in my bed. I requested for her and her friend to sleep in my bed instead, seeing as I wouldn't want to sleep there anyway. Jill left the room and Anna came up to me asking if she could stay with my boyfriend as well. Basically, she ended up sleeping on the floor. I ended up sleeping through my first class, going to my midterm and skipping the rest of my classes because I've been so exhausted all week. Later that night, Jill confronted me about skipping class, which totally threw me over the edge. The best part? The next few days Jill went back to acting cold and distant instead of kissing my a**, which is what she should have been doing for kicking me out of my own bed (at least that's what I would be doing if I were her).</p>
<p>I'm very sorry for the long rant. As far as housing, this year has been hellish. I'm constantly tired, I've been depressed and my grades are taking a tole. Both Anna and I never feel comfortable in our own rooms and I feel as if I'm always walking on eggshells. We are both so done with it to the point of not even wanting to speak to her. I just want to move out, but I don't want to leave Anna hanging and Freshmen are required to stay on campus.</p>