<p>cheers, the same thing happened at my school! At my school, where we fill out extensive roomie applications so that people can be amicably matched. But, on the chance that you don't like your roomie, the school makes you go through hell to change it. </p>
<p>One of my 4 roommates last year was crazy. She is black (like me) and from Nigeria. And she would always talk about white people in a negative light. If the room was messy (due to all of our behaviors) she would blame it on our white roomies. And that was just the tip of the iceberg. I guess we should have known something was wrong when she kept changing best friends so rapidly. It wasn't like the usual college thing were you feel out people and decide who to become better friends with, this girl would be best friends with people to the point where she would have to be around them all the time and couldn't sleep if they weren't near her. And, she was always unnecessarily rude. We both had a mutual friend who wasn't Christian, and for Christmas I got her a little gift. My crazy roommate tells her that she doesn't deserve the gift because she doesn't believe in Jesus! And behavior like this persisted. She would mercilessly talk about her best friend's boyfriend and make fun of the fact that he carried the gene for sickle cell anemia. She invited a few friends over one night, and convinced them to perform oral sex on a perfume bottle!!!!! One of the girls refused and was immediately emotionally bullied into doing it. I watched, completely shocked. Needless to say, all of these people got tired of her neurotic behavior and dropped her. This left her friendless by Thanksgiving (except for her boyfriend whom she had been dating since over the summer-they met on a Harvard chat room).</p>
<p>And then, when Finals time rolled around, me and the rest of the roomies noticed that she didn't have the healthiest study schedule (she was staying up all night studying for her morning exams). She told us to stay out of her business. Then, because she had been up late studying the night before, she fell asleep during her second exam, causing her to fail it. I guess she just went crazy after this because she tried to hang herself with a bathrobe in her room. She was sent to the hospital who discharged her so she could go home for the break in between first and second semester. At that point, my other roomies and I had assumed that she would take a semester off to clear her head before coming back to school. Boy were we wrong.</p>
<p>She came back one week later ready to start the next semester and said that she had just had a hard time adjusting to college life and after putting things into perspective she was ready for second semester. My roomies and I were hesitant, but the school assured us that she was okay. At first things went smoothly, and then housing time came around. Basically, my roomie didn't have any friends, so she latched onto mine. She individually went around and asked all my friends if she could room with us next year. They all agreed (thinking that I had suggested it) to live with her. Although I was reluctant, I decided that because she had been acting rather normally lately and she didn't have anyone else to live with, she would be fine to live with next year. </p>
<p>And that was a huge mistake! Shortly after housing decisions, things only seemed to get worse. First, her and her boyfriend were having REALLY LOUD unprotected sex (she said she didn't like the way condoms felt and she didn't trust the hormones in birth control), so she had a pregnancy scare every other week. So many times I came into the dorm only to see her and her bf crouched over a pregnancy test. Then, she started getting severe abdominal pain, so much so that she could barely walk and she had to be taken to the hospital and given a morphine drip. Doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong so they just diagnosed her with endometriosis and gave her birth control. This ended the issue of her unprotected sex, but all the days she spent in the hospital caused her to get behind on her work. She got extenstions from all her teachers and everything was fine for a few days. And then her boyfriend convinced her that we were bad roommates because hadn't visited her in the hospital (because we still had class), so she was really upset for a week. </p>
<p>To vent her anger she went out with a casual female friend of hers and they brought 2 guys back to the dorm. She suggested that the 4 of them split into couples and go into separate rooms (to fool around, I guess) and so they all did. About an hour later the guys left and she told her female friend that her and the guy had just made out a little. The next day she told one of my roomies that she had cheated on her boyfriend and actually had sex with the guy from the night before. In fact, she bragged about it. A few more days passed and suddenly she was telling everyone that she had been raped by the guy. When she told me, she actually laughed about the situation, saying that it "felt sorta good." My roomies and I (knowing her crazy personality) suspected that she hadn't been raped at all but were still supportive, nevertheless. But once again it was more drama. First, my roomie refused to talk to anyone about her rape, and we had to spend hours convincing her to talk to a sexual assault counselor. When she finally decided to talk to the counselor she would only do it at really odd hours of the night. So (during finals week) we would hear her crying to the sexual assault counselor at like 4 AM. Now, all of us empathized with her so none of us said anything. On top of that, my roommate kept missing her doctors appointment (he was supposed to give her medicine to prevent STDs) because she refused to, in her own words, "put unneccesary drugs in her body." So, we had to spend days convincing her to take the medicine so that she didn't contract any STDs. </p>
<p>Meanwhile, my roomie had gotten even more extensions on her work. Yet, she would sleep all day and watch movies every night. She never touched her work. I guess she was depressed. So, work that she hadn't even done from the middle of the semester when she got her "endometriosis" was still undone and she had finals coming up. So she got even more depressed and started talking about committing suicide again. Our proctor (tantamount to an RA) told her that she had to go to the hospital, but my roomie ran away. They had to call the police to come get her and forcibly take her to the hospital. Stupidly enough, the hospital released her about an hour later and she came back to our room. The next morning we all awoke to find a suicide note saying that we could have all her stuff and that she had a 10 ft. rope and was going to kill herself. So, we spent all morning looking for her and then I had to go take an exam about an hour later! Throughout this entire semester-long ordeal she kept telling everyone that she was perfectly okay, even though we knew she wasn't.</p>
<p>After all that drama, my friends and I decided that we didn't want to live with her next year because she was obviously unstable, but the housing office said that in order to not live with her, we had to get her to recuse herself from our living arrangements the following year!! We tried to explain to them all that had happened and that we didn't think she would react well to us asking her to leave the group, but they still said it was on us. So, we discussed it with her and she assured us that she was fine (just as she did after first semester) and wanted to live with us. She was basically refusing to remove herself from our housing arrangement, so the housing director told us that we had to live with her. My mom had to call the school and threaten legal action if they didn't get her out of our group and they reluctantly agreed.</p>
<p>The scariest part is that once again (after 2 suicide attempts) they are going to let her return to school in the fall.</p>