I took a step back to look over my side of the room. I'm finally done setting up. You would think as long as I've been in school moving in would take less time ,but each time my amount of stuff just grew. I hop onto my bed and flick on the tv. I glance over to my left and sigh at the blank side of my room.
Once again, I'll have another roommate. I dreaded the thought of how bad this one will be. It actually made my body cringe. Since my freshman year I've had bad luck with roommates. Freshman year I went through four roommates each one ended in my misery. My first roommate had to be the worst of them all. She was a punk rock, coke snorting , Mohawk wearing , white girl. She reminded me of an ugly version of Jeffree Star. Every time I came back to the room she had her nose glued to the desk, snorting. Not to mention that shit had our room smelling like old lady and gasoline. She was so aggressive for a girl named Emily. She growled at me every time I asked her to do somethi...