I had some crazy roommates. One of them had a sweet computer and had some nice games on it, and then the psycho put a lock on his door so I couldn't play. Another one would get pissed when in the dorms I would use his desk, because all my clothes were piled on my desk and bed. Psycho. Another one could never stop complaining. Dirty dishes, cabinet doors left open, mess everywhere. Everything had to be perfect. Finally my senior year I moved into a house and had some cool roommates. We were eventually evicted by the city of Provo, and the house was condemned. It's condos now. Good times.
Crazy roommates suck.
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