Whether it is your freshman year roommate or a roommate later on down the road sometimes you get a roommate who just seems to make your life miserable. No matter how hard you try you just always seem to butt heads. Well, this is my story.

My freshman year roommate was a girl I had grown up with, we weren't best friends, but we were friends. Our whole freshman year every single weekend she went home to visit her boyfriend who was still in high school. I think that was the key to success for us, because every Friday I would look forward to having the dorm to myself for a whole weekend, plus it made it easier not having to spend every second of every day together. I should have known something was up when I got forced to sign a lease with her and one of her friend, that I wasn't really the biggest fan of. I tried to remain positive throughout the summer even though I knew I was going to be the third wheel, but I could have never imagined what all I would have to go through.

Sophomore year rolls around, and I remain positive that I can make it through a year living with girls that I am not close to. I soon realize that this year was going to be an endless amount of me waiting to get out of my living situation. These girls have done nothing but make my life miserable, they go out of their way to not include me into things.

When I walk into the living room when I can hear them laughing and having a good time they automatically go silent and stare at me to make things awkward. The apartment is always a mess, and I swear it is only me who bothers to clean the common spaces. I do not want to bash these girls, because, for the most part, they have done nothing specific to me but enough is enough.

I have done nothing but try and be nice, and I will continue to be nice to them because there is no need to go out of my way to be mean. I still remain hopeful that next year when I move in with girls that I really like to be around that I will have a good living situation.

I want nothing but the best for them, but I think it is time we go out separate ways. I think living in a high-stress situation has made me into a better person, so there is something positive that came out of this year.