Let’s start out by saying that from the moment I moved into BYU approved housing, things were rough. Being a gay boy amongst the midst of such righteous young people is extremely difficult. Everyday I was scared for my life just leaving my apartment room. I never ate at home because I didn’t want them to see me, especially when I was wearing an overly gay outfit.

Who knew that the sheltered, innocent straight BYU students could be so judgmental! When I first moved into the BYU approved housing I knew it couldn’t last long, and if you know me you would understand why. But this was quite the shocking experience even for me! It all started the night of the Matis’s Fireside this month, so just two nights ago. I was at the fireside with my mother and she seemed to be enjoying it. My friend came and we decided to get some dinner after words, which my mother decided not to join.

             We got done eating, then my friend asked if he could stay over at my apartment because he had class the next morning. I obviously said that it was ok. However when we got home around twelve thirty a.m. my roommates where just sitting in the living room! So I had him come around to the window and let him in through there.

            The next morning I am just talking to my friend and listening to music. I head out of my room to get some breakfast and the first thing that happens is my roommate is sitting on his bed with his laptop and he calls me in. Here is where he gets creepy. May I state that I was only moved in for about three and a half weeks, during which time I spent most of it outside the apartment.

            “Do you have someone in there?”

            “Yes my friend is in there”

            “Well we know that he stayed the night.”

            “Yeah he stayed the night. He didn’t have a place to stay last night”
            “Well usually we just have our guests sleep on the couch”

            “Oh ok, well you guys were all on the couch. And I don’t mind sleeping on the floor.”   

            “Well you have us quite concerned. I actually have been sitting in the same spot all night long”

            “Uhm ok… why?”

            “Just ever since you moved in here we have been had a feeling of unrest and a disturbance in the spirit when we come home.”

            By this point I was cracking up inside. I felt like I was in a cheesy remake of Star Wars. “We have felt a disturbance in the force since the child began dwelling here” I couldn’t get the image of my roommate wearing a brown robe out of my head. But it didn’t stop there!

            “I am hardly ever home. What makes you think that? I spend all day out at work and off with friends.”

            “Well I don’t know. Is there something you need to tell me?”
            “I don’t have anything to tell you”

            “Because I have an email typed up about all this to the landlord.”

            “About what?! My friend staying the night?”

            “Just you are always having friends over with the door shut. And you are always sneaking around.”

            “I don’t sneak around I just take off early and get home late. Of course I am going to shut my door when I am with my friends. I don’t want you guys listening in on my conversation or anything its called privacy.”

            “Well what should we do about it?”

            “About what exactly? I haven’t done anything.”
            “When you sign the contract you sign the honor code as well.”

            “Ok… Well I haven’t been doing anything. If you guys don’t want me living here then I will find somewhere else”

            “Well we are not kicking you out, we just feel like this is not the right place for you to be. How can we help you?”

            I was so upset. How dare he assume that I was some sinful person! I don’t even know who he is! I admit I do make several mistakes. But don’t judge me because I choose to sin differently than you do. He thought he was Mr. perfect and that everything in his world was just fine and dandy. This is one of the reasons why I hate Utah.

            “There is nothing I need help with.”

            “Ok. Sorry to put a damper on your day”

            “Its ok. See ya.”

            So I was pretty upset. Basically they wanted me out. And they wanted me out now. I texted all my friends and told them what happened, and within an hour I was all moved out and gave them a big surprise. Stuff it stupid BYU kids.