by Jessica Herd

Created on: March 10, 2009

College has been a nightmare to me, one that I pray to wake up from very soon. I am not saying that I haven't had good times while at college. Good people came and went. There were fun parties, events, laughs and pictures. There were fast food runs late at night after being drunk. There were life lessons to be learned that I will never forget. There are a couple of memories that I hold dear to me. No, it wasn't completely terrible, just 80% of it was. My living situations have gotten worse and worse every semester I've been here. There was freshman year with the slob girls who had maids back in their mansions and refused to clean up the ridiculous messes they made. There was the girl over the summer who couldn't keep her hands to herself or to her own belongings (she came to summer school with nothing but her bedding and her clothes/shoes. It was premeditated that she would only be using her room-mate's things!). There were the summer sessions when the campus was trying to save money and barely had any food available to the students, if you could even manage to get to the cafeteria when it was open. The food in general here makes me sick, to the point where I get scared to eat it (no exaggeration, it not only tastes bad but the cleanliness and quality is highly questionable). There was sophomore year where voodoo curses were placed on me and my room-mate, things were stolen and damaged, music was blasted at six in the morning, there were verbal abuse & threats, and the whole place was always a total mess. In each situation I tried to handle things the correct way but no one ever cooperated and the school never helped me when I asked for it. That was the last straw for me; I was tired of living in this horrible place. This is where the story of my most memorable living situation and why I will always remember college as bad begins.

Let me say this before I continue. I wouldn't be in this mess now if it weren't for my friend who will be my room-mate this fall of my senior year. We were to be room-mates my sophomore year but due to her carelessness she had missed registration and had lost her housing privileges! So I had ended up stuck with a stranger which led to all this you read now. (In case you want to know, she ended up in the Hilton that my school housed students in with the rest of my friends all comfortable and happy while I ended up in another hell situation). Okay, so my friend and room-mate for sophomore year said she had found two girls she knew

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