Blahhh

So felt like ranting, but really didn't know who to rant to!

So here I am. Writing this...yeah.

On to the Rant!

So I'm a junior at Ohio State, transferred here my sophomore year, spent the year at home, made zero friends. So I decided to try the dorm life for my junior year.

First roommate: Obsessed with her boyfriend, had to have him live with us every weekend, and into the week sometimes. She moved out because I couldn't concentrate with him around while she was gone. It was just weird.

Second roommate: Really nice, but never there. So she moved out at the end of the quarter so she didn't waste her money, totally understandable.

Third roommate: Third times the charm right? WRONG. Living with her is like the bastard child of Paranormal Activity and The Roommate.

Started off creepily enough. Laughing in her sleep, saying my name from time to time. Creepy but doable. Then, now this is where the terror comes from, shit hits the fan.

Around 2am she screams, bolts upright, gets out of bed, walks to the window in between our beds. Rips the curtains open (practically tears it off the hooks), stares out the window, starts cussing. Walks back to the bed. Sits down on the edge, stares at me, starts cracking her neck while she's staring, then rolls back into bed. Starts humming, and then silence.

Absolutely positively terrifying.

So obviously I want to move out right?

Yeah cool, totally. Get the permission of the Housing chick. Everything's groovy. Nope. Girl I was going to move in with is like uhhh yeahh...no. I don't think I want you to move in.

Bitch.

You don't have a choice! It's a freaking dorm. It's not your room. Whore.

But even though I'd be able to move in with her anyway, she'd probably make my life a living hell. So that's out.

Now trying to find a new place to live.

Also I have the flu.

What a life.