long story short, my roommate is a fucking ****. My roommates and I (I was in a suite, so I had three roommates) never really got along all that well; they were really loud and they would all kind of hang out together and not really include me. I was fine with this, but I just didnt really like them all that much and I know they probably didn't like me all that much. But we never fought or ran into any issues, at least, none that were brought up. I was planning on getting a room change because of the noise level (I was unable to sleep or study, and actually missed an early class because they were so fucking loud the night before and I wasn't able to fall asleep). But I was planning on having a meeting with them first just to discuss it and express my concerns, see if they made any changes to their behavior, and then if not I would try and change my room. The RA's tell us to do this, they want us to sort out issues first with our roommates before just getting our room switched right away. So anyway, the second night after I moved in at Temple, I went out with my roommates (the only time I ever hung out with them) to a frat and my roommate brought back a lot of beer and put it in the fridge. So at this point I figure she's cool with shit being in the dorms that isnt supposed to be there. The other day my friend came down to Temple and sold me some weed, and I brought it back to the dorm. I figured if my roommate was fine with alcohol, then she would be fine with weed (especially since she mentioned to me that she has a number of friends who smoke weed). And I figured if she did have a problem with it, she would just tell me to get rid of it, which I would have happily done. So She saw my weed, I go out that night, next day I come home from class and someone is at my door. I let him in and its a fucking cop. My roommate had called the fucking cops on me. Luckily I had gotten rid of the weed the night before but my roommate had seen my scale as well so the cop knew I had that. I gave him my scale and he saw my bubbler in the bag my scale was in, so he took that as well. He tells me that he was going to search my room later, and he leaves. I immediately grab everything in there that I could get busted for (1/3rd of a handle of tequila, grinder, a few other pipes, some other random shit) throw it all in a huge bag and call up my friend to meet me so I can give it all to her to hold. I stayed out as long as I could, finally called my parents cause I didnt know if they would find out anyway from the school, they were pretty cool about the whole situation because they knew my roommate fucked me over. I finally got back to my dorm, it had already been searched and they didnt find anything else (although there were like 3 dime bags on my desk... guess they didnt care about those?). My roommate basically forced me to switch rooms, so now I'm in the same dorm just a different room, and I like my new roommates so much better. I need to meet with this panel though so they can discuss exactly what happened and what the repercussions are and stuff. I know I have to pay a $250 fine for the pipe, go to some online class that apparently only takes like a half hour, and I'm on probation for 15-30 weeks. I dont even care about the fine, I'm just SO fucking pissed at my roommate. I was always perfectly civil to her despite how much I didnt like her. And I know she did it just cause she didnt like me, because she texted me by accident after I told her the cop searched my room (she meant to text my suitemate) and the text was like "yayyy campus security took all alanna's shit! finally! hahahaha yesss". She made up all this bullshit to the RD about being concerned about what I was doing and where I was going and she claimed to be worried about me and shit. But I know from that text that she just wanted any excuse to get me out of there. But seriously... you dont fucking risk someone getting arrested just cause you dont like them. Thats just so fucking low. And I know thats why my parents are so cool about the situation, they cant believe anyone would do something that low. My only punishment from my parents is that I cant drive till Thanksgiving (and Im at college anyway so I dont need a car, so its kind of a stupid punishment) and I cant bring my TV to college, which sucks cause I wanted to bring it so I wouldnt go out so much on weekends... like I jokingly told my dad "now since you wont let me have my TV instead of staying in on a friday night and playing mario I'll be out partying and getting really drunk and smoking lots of weed". But its whatever, I'm just pissed at my roommate for doing that and I'm still in a ton of shock from yesterday. But i dont care about the fine or my punshiments too much, I'm just relieved I didnt get busted for all the other shit I had in there (the cop asked for my grinder, and I just straight up lied and said I didnt have one), and i'm REALLY relieved I didnt get arrested, cause the cop said if he had found weed in my room thats what would have happened. but yeah, my roommate is a fucking ****. btw sorry this is so long
what a fuckin' doochnozzle. >:-| i'd punch through her ribcage, grab her still beating heart, rip it out of her chest, and show it to her before she died. atleast you have new roommates.
Wow, yeah basically you summed it up, what a fucking ****. That is why I am definitely trying to go to college with my friends and get a room assignment with them so SHIT LIKE THIS doesn't happen to me as well. If your roommate is cool with alcohol and will most likely bring some more back to her dorm, just stake out her dorm and wait for her to bring it back. Once she has that alcohol in her room call the police and inform them of a crazy loud drunken party going on in that room that isn't allowing you to sleep
That really sucks. My friend was growing and his sister moved back home, and even though his mum (who lives with her boyfriend) was cool with it, his sister kept shutting off his lamps and eventually ripped out the plants!! People are evil, keep them away at all times. It's okay, I only read the first and last line anyways =) =P
damn that sucks...my friend only lived in the temple dorm for the first year and the kid was pretty cool though i was drunk there one time and he wouldnt give me a hug lol. i was there one time and i wrote his name in duct tape on the ceiling above his bed and he gave me a high five. if you want to find fun parties go walk past oxford village(apartments on 15th between oxford and cecil b moore behind the huge dorm). thats where my friend lived and theirs usually a party there and like everyone smokes. one of the parties i was at there we were in the back room smoking and the cops came and made everyone leave because of the noise(it was like 4am at this point) and when the cop walked past the room he said "smells like you guys got some good weed back there" haha we laughed
in college. i thought college was supposed to lower your chances of getting busted since your off on your own. guess not.
well it sucks cause the only reason i had my bubbler there was so my parents wouldnt find it at home. like i only used the scale once and i didnt use any of the other shit i brought, and i wasnt even planning on using any of it. i want to stalk her though (it'll be easy since shes still in my building) and wait for her to bring back alcohol or something and tell her RA. i cannot just let her get away with this. what also sucks is that im still in shock by this whole ordeal and havent slept since this all happened. i have homework due tuesday and i have all this shit to do this week and i cant even focus, like i dontknow what im going to do about getting my work done and going to classes. i really honestly just want to go home for a while but i dont know how i can do that without getting like kicked out of all my classes.
just relax...shit could be worse just try not to think about it. stressing out over what happened doesnt help anything just makes you stressed out. just go out have a nice smoke come back and get started on your homework haha
yeah put a lot of cleaner and pills and all that stuff you make meth with.... and some crack pipes. just say you forgot something in your room and had to get it
