Westbama Heartthrob
Superstar
The one silver lining about corona has been being back at the crib.
Forreal. I've had three roommates so far, and they've all been trash. Freshman year, I had to room with this white dude that was obsessed with his highschool girlfriend. At first I thought he was one of them incels due to his demeanor, but he turned out to be worse than that. Dude was crying and shyt cause she ain't call his bytch ass.
Every day he was mad cause she obviously wasn't feeling him like that. Just on some passive aggressive shyt.
I wasn't too keen on having that muthafukker near me, but I figured I may as well help him. Didn't want him stabbing me in my sleep, carving his manifesto on my chest or something. He didn't have anybody else in his life to talk sense to him anyway. I told him to just dump the chick and keep it moving, but he was talking about wanting to marry her and shyt.
They could barely hold a conversation together. After minutes of painful silence they just start making noises. It was the most annoyed I've ever been. I felt like telling em to just shut the fukk up. I just left the room at that point, and didn't come back till late.
He winded up transferring to another college because it was closer to home. Good riddance too.
Now onto the second. He was a breh, but he was the nastiest human I've ever seen. On the day I moved in, he was gone but his shyt was all over the place. spilled all over the place, used condoms, cotdamn draws on top of the toilet. Not to mention the smell
I can't see how anybody can live like that, man. Then he was bringing his girl back to the place. I can't see how a breh ain't even gonna clean up, but wanna bring a chick over. I ain't saying girls ain't nasty too, but I would think I'd get clowned on if I was nasty like that. Our sides of the room were like polar opposites.
Once I met him, I tried to talk to breh but it seemed like his mind wasn't right or something. He was kinda dopey like that. You couldn't really get much conversation from him. Plus, he just did some weird stuff. Breh didn't sleep in his bed for some reason. He'd roll himself up in a blanket on top of the bed. Breh in there looking like a blunt with this thin ass blanket on. After a while, I just kept things at a what's up. Really didn't have to see him cause he stayed out still late.
However, his girl was trying get at me on the low. I'd see them between classes sometimes. He wouldn't speak, but she'd be like "Heyyy, Westbama Heartthrob"
I ain't want no parts of that .
Plus, I learned in high school to stay away another man's girl. My best friends' girl tried to holla behind his back, but that's another story
He left at the end of the semester, but I don't know what happened to him. Either dropped out or transferred.
And the third dude was aight at times, but he was on that bullshyt too. His girlfriend was annoying as fukk and was over all the time. They both nasty as shyt too.
Sink full of dirty dishes, bag full of trash just lamping in the kitchen, old food just laying anywhere, just all around
This shyt has me questioning how many people practice basic hygiene. I always make sure to clean after myself cause it ain't no telling what all diseases these people are carrying around. That's why I'm only smashing chicks at they place. If its grimy in there, I'm out with the quickness.
I will say this though.He was at least friendly and could carry a conversation.
He's staying at another dorm next semester so I gotta get a new roommate for the fall. That is if we are even able to go back then.
For all the college grads, what was it like for you?
Forreal. I've had three roommates so far, and they've all been trash. Freshman year, I had to room with this white dude that was obsessed with his highschool girlfriend. At first I thought he was one of them incels due to his demeanor, but he turned out to be worse than that. Dude was crying and shyt cause she ain't call his bytch ass.
Every day he was mad cause she obviously wasn't feeling him like that. Just on some passive aggressive shyt.
I wasn't too keen on having that muthafukker near me, but I figured I may as well help him. Didn't want him stabbing me in my sleep, carving his manifesto on my chest or something. He didn't have anybody else in his life to talk sense to him anyway. I told him to just dump the chick and keep it moving, but he was talking about wanting to marry her and shyt.
They could barely hold a conversation together. After minutes of painful silence they just start making noises. It was the most annoyed I've ever been. I felt like telling em to just shut the fukk up. I just left the room at that point, and didn't come back till late.
He winded up transferring to another college because it was closer to home. Good riddance too.
Now onto the second. He was a breh, but he was the nastiest human I've ever seen. On the day I moved in, he was gone but his shyt was all over the place. spilled all over the place, used condoms, cotdamn draws on top of the toilet. Not to mention the smell
I can't see how anybody can live like that, man. Then he was bringing his girl back to the place. I can't see how a breh ain't even gonna clean up, but wanna bring a chick over. I ain't saying girls ain't nasty too, but I would think I'd get clowned on if I was nasty like that. Our sides of the room were like polar opposites.
Once I met him, I tried to talk to breh but it seemed like his mind wasn't right or something. He was kinda dopey like that. You couldn't really get much conversation from him. Plus, he just did some weird stuff. Breh didn't sleep in his bed for some reason. He'd roll himself up in a blanket on top of the bed. Breh in there looking like a blunt with this thin ass blanket on. After a while, I just kept things at a what's up. Really didn't have to see him cause he stayed out still late.
However, his girl was trying get at me on the low. I'd see them between classes sometimes. He wouldn't speak, but she'd be like "Heyyy, Westbama Heartthrob"
I ain't want no parts of that .
Plus, I learned in high school to stay away another man's girl. My best friends' girl tried to holla behind his back, but that's another story
He left at the end of the semester, but I don't know what happened to him. Either dropped out or transferred.
And the third dude was aight at times, but he was on that bullshyt too. His girlfriend was annoying as fukk and was over all the time. They both nasty as shyt too.
Sink full of dirty dishes, bag full of trash just lamping in the kitchen, old food just laying anywhere, just all around
This shyt has me questioning how many people practice basic hygiene. I always make sure to clean after myself cause it ain't no telling what all diseases these people are carrying around. That's why I'm only smashing chicks at they place. If its grimy in there, I'm out with the quickness.
I will say this though.He was at least friendly and could carry a conversation.
He's staying at another dorm next semester so I gotta get a new roommate for the fall. That is if we are even able to go back then.
For all the college grads, what was it like for you?