The next thing that bothers me is that they like to prop our room door open just cuz our room is too stuffy. First of all, we have two windows cause we're a corner room, so I don't understand why they don't use those. Second of all, half the time the door's open, no one is there. I've seen both random people and people I personally don't like walk in and out of our room countless times and that worries me because I don't know what they were doing there. I mean, it's bad enough that the door's unlocked at night and I want to go to bed. I accidentally locked out one of them during the second month of school because both the other roommate and I were going to bed and she forgot her keys, yet somehow this is my fault. Apparently, I should have known that she forgot her keys and shouldn't have locked it. Oh, but here's the interesting part. Random people whom I don't know the about can walk into our room, even when I'm sleeping/changing, but my own boyfriend can't come inside to say goodbye or hangout for 5 minutes. They're all like,

 

"Annie, you need to tell us when he's coming. This isn't the first time you've let him in when we were sleeping. This is our room too you know?" Like, what the ? You let your childhood friends barge into our room all the time without warning and one of them had the nerve to make fun of me when I couldn't sign up for classes and touch MY ing alpacasso. Seriously? You know my boyfriend. He's your friend too. He's not going to do anything inappropriate!

 

Speaking of friends, I can't stand theirs. They're hella annoying and never stop talking. One of them is super attached to me too just cuz I'm Asian. Like seriously, she tackled me to the ground just to check for hickeys just cause I was wearing a scarf (who the does that). That same friend also asked me to dye her hair since she hear I was "good at it", and insisted we do it in my room when the roommates were gone. Being the idiot that she was, she shook her head and got dye all over the place, including the carpet. I had to cleaned everything else up, but now there is a huge black stain on the carpet and it's all my fault (surprise surprise) cause I wasn't careful enough. It's not my fault she started shaking her head like a wet dog. Be happy I cleaned your bed and desk of dye es!

 

Lastly, they don't think they did anything wrong, so it's not like I can report them to the RA. It's two against one, so I'm the bad roommate no matter how you look at it. I really want to change rooms at this point, but that means I have to go through the three steps in order to get considered for one (so it's not even official). I have to talk to them which will end up with me getting pissed and potentially throwing things. Then I have to get the RA to see if this dispute can get mediated which it won't because they don't believe they're at fault and I'm just being a crybaby about it. Finally, the housing office will try to resolve it and if they can't, then MAYBE I'll get a room change. Even then, I might just have to it up but I don't know. I don't want to deal with this anymore, it's ing lonely as hell!