<p>@LAforlife</p>
<p>“Do you know if UCLA will guarantee housing to transfers for two years anytime soon. I’ve heard rumors about it. Also, how likely is it for someone to get the housing the prefer?”</p>
<p>Just about everyone I know got the type of housing they preferred. Though that’s not to say that those who requested singles or doubles didn’t end up in tripples… Housing is fine at UCLA no matter where you are… And they just put up new buildings at De Neve that look amazing. I hear those might turn into transfer dorms… </p>
<p>About guaranteed housing for two years… you won’t want to live on campus for your second year. I promise. You and the friends you’ll make will absolutely vie for an apartment in Westhood. You’ll have more room, more freedom and it’ll be slightly cheaper (but still absurdly expensive). I managed to find my own room for ~$800 in a fantastic apartment senior year. It was a find, but finds are around.</p>
<p>Now, because I wrote it out the other day for something else, I’m going to offer you my story about housing:</p>
<p>Never having lived in dorms before, I was apprehensive in all the familiar ways. I spent some good time preparing to deal with the various clashes of opinion, neurosis and idiosyncrasy one expects from prolonged close-quarters with a stranger… but nothing prepared me for what I got:</p>
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<li><p>TERRIBLE social anxiety (awkward as **** all. the’****ing. time.) coupled with a pedant’s disposition. The most intolerable human being I’ve ever met.</p></li>
<li><p>A permanent stench that can only be derived from the netherregions of a 5-foot-nothing, 250 pound, self-righteous slob.</p></li>
<li><p>Very, VERY loud snoring that kept me up nights for 2 FULL MONTHS. I wore ear plugs. They did nothing. But the worst part of my situation was that in addition to snoring of the sort that’s surely prevented him from ever successfully bedding a woman, dude had/has the worst ing case of sleep apnea. So, after 15 minutes of perpetual, loud-ass snoring, the room would suddenly go silent as he’d literally be choking on his own tongue. 15 minute stretch after 15 minute stretch, night after night, I’d latch anxiously onto that silence, hoping each time that it signaled of the end of my unwarranted torture. And then, about 30 or 40 seconds in, just as I’d begin to loosen my grip on the balls of sheets by then gathered in my fists, he’d erupt with the loudest, most disgusting, terrible loogie-hocking sound – it was like he was yelling at me from the bottom of his throat. I think I may have actually cried once.</p></li>
<li><p>I frantically brought this to his attention NUMEROUS times. There are doctors he could have seen and measures he could have taken to fix things. Instead, talking to me as if I were an infant, he told me a) that he thought I was exaggerating; b) that I “should be able to handle a little snoring”; and c) after two persistent weeks of me demanding that he do something-- that doctors / surgery / this machine were too expensive, even if covered by insurance.</p></li>
<li><p> that guy. Seriously, **** that guy. 2 months averaging little to no sleep a night WILL MESS WITH YOU IN MORE WAYS THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE. Grades, work, health, appearance, tact, personal relationships, *sexual relationships… everything takes a toll.</p></li>
<li><p>After I finally managed to switch into another room down the hall, an Australian exchange student (who became my good friend) took my previous spot in the first room. During finals week of Winter quarter, Aussie reported to us that our boy went nuts and punched a bunch of holes in the walls of his shower. A crowd gathered in the hallway as the RAs and RD tried for a while to diffuse the situation. They tried talking to him, but he just laid there in his bed with his face buried in his pillow and remained unresponsive. The police ended up coming and didn’t have any luck either. They eventually carried him out of the room tied down to a stretcher. Last we saw of him. Good riddance.</p></li>
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<p>TL;DR; He was so *<strong><em>ing horrible / I’m still so *</em></strong>ing angry.</p>