Me and my friend are wanted to celebrate new year in Bali. So we decided to go together to have a party in there. We arrived in Hotel near Sanur Beach by midnight. Then we rented a room and get some sleep. In the early morning, i was awaken, i heard a loud voice beside me. I realize that it is my friend’s snore. He snoring like hell!! Although his body is muscled up, he still can snore like that. I was driven crazy because i can’t sleep and i leave my room and go to sleep in the chair at the hotel’s lobby. In the morning my body was hurt because i sleep in the chair

I am the type of person who believe that the sweetest thing to do on earth is to sleep. But then, I had this one roommate who talk while sleeping. At first, it seemed okay, as I could tolerate the noise amidst the night. And it only comes twice or thrice a week, or when she’s been exhausted during the day. But then there was this one time when she screamed, and I have decided for myself that I could not take it anymore. Those midnight mumblings kept me uneasy and restless, and I thought I deserve my own chuck of peace and quiet.
Later that morning, I moved out and looked for another vacant room.

I have a roommate, first time during highschool, I was boarding at the school, before I was alone in my boarding room, but I met a homeless lady singers, I feel sad to see a woman singer and had to fight for his life. akupun took to my room and share a blanket for him, he was very grateful to me. turns out she’s a beautiful and fascinating as he knew, without a cap and gloves. Immediately night filled with thunder and rain, I was asleep with the breath of silence and warmth. not realized until the next morning.
One time when I got home from school, I had to buy meals for lunch, not realizing he was lying dead with no breath and no breath, no sound at heart, just the foam on his mouth, lying on morphine powder and scattered between the nose and the floor . he was over-dose. Never mind all tlah passed. no order to be remembered. enough in the heart that speaks

Yesterday my roommate took a stinky dump.

My roommate is a girl.

Girls are not supposed to take dumps.

IF they do, guys are not supposed to smell them.

RoommateFAIL!!!!

ok, first i will introduce myself, im hary dhimas im just 17 years old, i will tell you abaout my crazy roomates.
Im searching for the cheapes apartement in bandung, hey im found it! im found it thats very really cheap, because my and my friend fifty-fifty to pay the apartment payment.

then im going to my college ini the morning (my friend is going to college at 12 o’clock and me at 9) after im finish my school, im wanna going to wash my body.
Oh! dont forget to brush your teeth! and when i wanna brush my teeth i’m found like a liquid in my brussher. .
what is that? and thats smell like a sperm.
oh, maybe it just liquid form washbowl. .

at the next day,
im wanna going to college again , but i forgot my sains book,
but i wanna take a pee before im ssearch my sains book.
what i see? I SEE my roomates cumming with my brushteeth!
ok thats all i wanna say. i wanna forget it

you can not guess how much dirty he was when we read in a high school and unfortunately he was my roommate. whole day he passed in sleep and in night he used to disturb us cotiniously. He loved to put on girls wears,shoes and also behave as a girl with us. oneday i was out of room,then he started to bath in room nudely. when i returned at room i found him taking a bannana in his pussy. i can not beleive it till now. i had to leave the room after seeing that. if you have such roommate what can you do else that?

The first time I slept with my roommate is very important to me is when the first night after marriage with my wife. That night we were so romantic, looked at each other with a romantic and warm. The touch of the hands and face into the beginning of all activities. We exchanged stories about the good old days and romantic. When the night started late, we feel excited about each other.Initially touch only on the face, began to lead to the more sensitive body. And until we do a great sexual relationship, with classical music.

We exchanged stroking the genitals that started wet with liquid. Did not wait long wait finally penetration of the penis into the vagina.

2 year ago when I was live in Dhaka I had a room mate. Her name was anusaka. She was 25 year old. We have a big room with a simple partition of cloth. She was working in a NGO. When we lived together in Dhaka it was not a good memory for me. She always talks with her boyfriends. Not only that they come to our room all-time.
If I say anything she began to crying. When paper hawker, servant want to salaries she don’t talk anything. As a result this bill was paid by me.
So it was a painful experience in my life.

Since i am a college student now, this is not a old story.
Ok, here it is :

It is really depressing for me, because I yust hate my roommates in college. I dread coming back to my room just because I don’t want to even be near them or listen to their voices. It’s gotten to the point where as soon as one of them opens their mouths, I get livid and I have to put ear plugs in , because they are screaming and drinking all the time -nonstop (it’s not joke).They have no idea that I hate them.
I didn’t know them before this year, it was a random housing assignment. There is nothing in particular that they have done to warrant me switching rooms, the semester is almost over so it’s not worth it. They are just so fake and one of them is always complaining and is pretty rude most of the time. I tried to be friends with them, but I realized I was just doing it because I knew I had to live with them, and I really have no desire to be friends with them.
Sad story, but a story.

This story happened when I was in college at one state university in Indonesia. Because my house a lot so I have to live in a rented house near the university. In other places there is not empty, eventually I was forced to sleep in the same room with someone new I know. I met him and he’s nice and normal to me. But after three weeks of living in that place, I began to experience loss of my belongings. I lost my watch. I searched the contents of her bag and found my watch it was in her bag. I am very upset with this incident.