Well, what can I say? My dorm is crazy! My first night at college, BAM! Football fanatics, bad music, beer bongs, cigerettes, cigars, chewing tobacco, pot, perverts, and sluts. And thats just in my room. I'm pretty passive and tolerent but this is ridiculous. EVERYONE, smokes and drinks, and most people smoke pot. I'm stuck and can't change dorms. Most of the people are fairly friendly and stuff, but this is just way to extreme for me. I've dealt with drugs and stuff before but this is different because you can't help but associate with it, seeing how you're no more than 10ft from the action at all times. I tried to be open-minded and understanding but most of the people simply don't have any respect for themselves or others. The first night, my room mate banged some random ugly chick, at 3am, in our room while I was trying to sleep. He says she is ugly as hell but she was the only chick he could find that night, and he says he will take any women he can get his hands on, just because he 'has' to have it. The next day my room mate and some of his friends (two of them), who are crashing in our 10x10 room for the next week, and I had just woken up after 2 hours of sleep. That same chick was back and my room mate keep pulling her skirt down and of coarse she had no underwear on. So as I was trying to hold in my throw-up from her fat ass my room mate friends just kicked back and enjoyed the show. Of coarse the next night he had a different chick, but the next morning a different girl was in bed with him. I don't hate these people. I'm just way too different. I'll enjoy knocking back a few brews and socializing, but I also like to have lots of quiet time so I can read and study. They almost NEVER sleep. They drink from 11am toBut, reading quantum physics while guys play Madden NFL, listen to rap, and chugging beers just doesn't seem right. Right now the libraries are closed, but I was able to get into a bookstore. I ended up sitting in there and reading "Road to Reality" for 5 hours. God help me! Hopefully I'll meet some people I can relate to once school starts. But according to gossip, parting doesn't stop once school starts around here.