This isn't working. I've tried everything I could to room with my friend, and it isn't working. Her roommate refused to leave her room, in less words. To be honest, I did limit myself in one way. Because I was thankful to my roommate for being so gracious in all that I asked her, I told her to just pretend I asked her to move. That way, she wouldn't be forced to pack up for my selfishness. Anyway, I went to the resident life office, and asked them what I could do if neither of our roommates could move out (that is, letting us move in together). She said there were people on the upper stories of the building that didn't have a roommate. Since I am currently on the lower half, this may have worked to my advantage. If I could move up to one of the top three stories, perhaps I could beg the single current resident to move down, making things significantly easier for them, and making room for my friend to come up with me. However, I had to decide right at that moment. You see, college attendance has grown so drastically over the past couple of years. Many colleges are not prepared for such a large flow of incoming freshmen. Our colleges solution was to temporarily board them somewhere off campus, and provide transportation. The woman working at the res life office was just about to send letters to the off-campus freshmen to let them know that they had made room for them. That is, the rooms that had only one person living in them. The rooms that I wanted. She gave me the option to switch into one of these rooms before she sent the letters, in which one of the letter girls would in turn get my room. Okay, sounded easy enough. I would switch into an upstairs room, and beg the current resident to move down into my friends room. I had until 10pm the next day to move in. There were three options available. I took a gamble. I was wrong. When I walked up to my new room in order to check on the quality of everything, I noticed that the girl who lived there (though, at the time, absent) had a ton of stuff. There was cloths packed into both wardrobes, sheets on both beds, supplies on both desks. Dang it. This girl had more stuff than my old/current roommate and my friend's roommate combined! How on earth was I going to convince this girl that it would be better for her to move downstairs?! Nobody in their right mind would want to do that! My heart sank. The only thing that went through my mind was, "I was wrong." However, there was still hope. I had to have hope. I left my name and number, hoping that the girl had not left for the weekend, but was simply out for lunch. I went back to my room and waited. Later, when she hadn't texted me back, I decided to go back to the room and see if I had imagined the large amounts of stuff. To my luck, she was there. I informed her that I was her new roommate, and offered my proposal to let her move downstairs.
"So, would you by chance want to move down a couple floors?"
"No."
The sudden response caught me off guard. I was expecting her to be happy about moving down, like my other friend's old roommate. But... No? Was all of this for nothing?
"See, the thing is, I already have a roommate."
.... What?!
She already had a roommate? That would explain all of the cloths, but... What did that mean for me? Did I ... no longer have a room? I instantly went to resident life to see if I could sort out the situation. Closed. It was already 5:30. I was too late. And since it was a Friday... I could only hope that they were open on the weekends. After all... If I don't move in by tomorrow evening (that is, by tonight, as I am writing this Saturday morning), I won't have a room. My stuff is all packed in boxes, my friend still stuck in a crummy roommate situation, I am living in a mysterious dorm room, and I still have no money. I don't know what to do.
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