Wednesday, September 1, 2010

one week down, 51 to go...

Today is wednesday, and i find myself one week into my life as a college student. my friends are all having  a great time in college. they are meeting new people, finding cute boys, exploring there new cities, and having the time of their lives. Not going to lie, i feel slightly left out. i should be doing that too, right? i want all of those freshman college experiences. I can't decide what the problem is. either its me being thrown out of my comfort zone (which is totally possible) of my very weird roommate situation.
let me try to explain this int he most objective, fact only way possible.
(names are changed for my amusement)
Miriam got here on wednesday, the same day as me. I got here first, and got the obviously best bed set up. when she gets here, she picks the best bed, and then the better of two basically equal desks. the one she picked, though, is in the opposite corner of her bed. things go great for the next few days. Miriam is nice, though probably the most judgmental person i have ever met. she makes it clear that she hates drinking, smoking, drugs, partying, and basically everything to do with the dorm building we are in and the expected college life. And she has already made it clear that she will hate (though has yet to meet) our third roommate, Salt.

Salt arrives on saturday, unknowing that she already has an enemy in Miriam.  Salt is all about the Jersey Shore essence. she wears the cloths, does the hair, drinks, and smokes. basically, she could be a lot of fun. And, she is nice. we could be friends, and i could be having the party life i had planned on.
So anyways, she comes in to move her stuff in with her mother and sister. When they get there, they realize that miriam oddly took the desk next to Salt's bed, and left the desk next to miriam's bed for Salt. (let me know if your not fallowing me here, it is kind of confusing).

Salt's mom and sister ask Miriam if she wouldnt mind switching desks to make things easier, and give each person there own personal space. Miriam, very angry to be bothered with such a task, said back very coldly and angrily, no i iwll not  do that
then a war began

Salt's mom vs. Miriam
dun dun dun
Salt's mom was raising her voice and calling Miriam rude.
Miriam kept shouting back, no. and being rude.
Miriam goes outside, and tells her mother that Salt's mom is harassing her.

i know what you are thinking. calling someone rude from across the room is definitely a valid form of harassment. you are also thinking wtf, they are arguing over a desk.  well, that is what i was thinking when the cops show up sayign who called the police?!

can you believe that this ends well? well it doesnt.
Salt's mom had to be escorted out of the building by the police because Miriam didnt feel safe with her in there.

i am standing in the room witnessing this the entire time.

Salt now, obviously, hates Miriam. I would too if she called the police on my mother.

now my room is incredibly awkward, and both Salt and Miriam want the other to move out. Personally, i want Salt to stay. I like her!

but im not a mean person, and Miriam thinks we are friends.

Miriam also says she wants to call the cops if there is alcohol or drugs in the room.

no funnnnn.

anyways, i will update the public who regularly check my blog on the ever changing roommate drama in thurston 631

i must go now and meet some more normal people for dinner!

ps sorry that was excessively long.

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