To My Former Roommate,

I was so excited to meet you when we first came in contact after receiving our rooming assignments; you appeared normal, kind, and acted as though you cared about how we would be living. You seemed calm and collected while we were texting on and off all summer.

First impressions can be extremely wrong.

We met on move-in day after you came barging into our room while my parents were helping me move in, I should have listened to my mom, something seemed off.

A couple of days went by while we went through orientation together and I thought all was going well...but then classes started. I had an 8am class three days a week, I thought you were okay with my alarm going off early in the mornings because we had talked about it (I was wrong about that too). I did not anticipate the reaction I was going to be getting with my alarm going off, nor did I expect to come back to my shower with you sitting on your bed staring me down as I entered the room.

We got through the first day, and once again I assumed that everything was going to be okay...until I came back from my morning class to see that you had slept through the first set of your Tuesday classes.

FINALLY something told me that this was not going to be going anywhere good.

Time went on, you continued to sleep through your classes and blame me for it when I tried and tried again to wake you up in time so you could at least brush your teeth.

But none of that stopped me from trying to make this living situation work.

It wasn't until I went to open the window one hot afternoon that I had finally told myself that I needed to get the hell out of there.

To those who are reading this: Did you know that there are some people in the world who are so disgusting that (even when you are living 10 feet from a bathroom) will just leave their USED feminine products on the floor, and right in front of the only window in your room for that matter.

That was the last straw, I moved out as soon as the very first room switch occurred, and now I am living with the same girl this coming school year and I could not be happier.

So on that note, I would like to say this to the girls (and boys) who are about to enter their first year of college: Do not be afraid to confront your roommate about your living situation, do not be afraid to talk to your hall director or your RA if you are getting nowhere with them, and most definitely do not be afraid to switch roommates if you think it will be the best for you.

Good luck and always have fun xoxo.