After I went to college, the most frustrating thing for me was meeting a great roommate, and I was shameless. Because of this man, he really doesn't understand human feelings at all. Several people in our dormitory hated him, and then he gradually became isolated. Finally, he moved out and rented his own house. No, everyone is talking about it. It really breaks me down. Why do you say that? Mainly because he was wonderful when he was a freshman, because she was my lower berth. We often play jokes in the dormitory, and she also plays jokes on others. But when someone plays a joke on him, he will immediately turn against others and quarrel. And I know I will never joke with him again, but he always turns against you and gets angry from time to time. For example, the night before, he laughed and said good night to the girl and went to bed early. The next morning, he suddenly got angry with you. When you talk to him, he doesn't even look at you, so I'm really devastated when I meet such a wonderful person. I don't know what my predecessor did. I have only met such a bloody roommate in my life. He also has a particularly bad habit, which is playing the guitar. I don't know where he came from or what happened to him. You bought a guitar yourself and signed up for a guitar club. She hasn't practiced guitar in the professional classroom of the Guitar Club. He is afraid that people will laugh at him for not playing well. At least he knew that his performance was rubbish, so it really worried us because he talked about it. For example, when does he get up in the morning? What time does he wake up after five? He will play it for you at five, and then the rest of us can't rest. He quarreled with her very early, sometimes staying up at night and playing the guitar. We all put up with her all the time, and then we couldn't stand it anymore, so we beat him up, and finally he moved out by himself, which really broke me down.