I couldn’t help but think of my first college roommate after reading this post. I’ve lived with lots of wonderful people, but you only need to live with a girl that pees on the couch and then refuses to clean up her own body fluid on the grounds that doing so is “gross” once. Girls of Blair 601, you know who I’m talking about.
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I learned a lot that year, including that roommates can become so drunk that they run and dive head first into an elevator, do back flips off furniture, make out with themselves in the mirror, puke into a laundry basket thinking its the toilet and…pee on the couch and refuse to clean it up. Who would have thought I would have such a well rounded education! There was never a dull moment. Just think she could be someones mother by now!
Yeah, question 5 of that dude’s blog was always on my mind, even if I didn’t admit it out loud. Surely you guys didn’t block out the boyfriend! Oh, I remember the first night I met him – it was so romantic… he showed up to the dorm drunk searching for his true love. He then realized that she was at a local party and borrowed my phone to call the operator to locate the phone number. After the operator referred him to a 555 number, he suspected she was deceiving him and therefore cussed-out the operator… ahh, true love… (Even aside from all that, that year was definitely the best year of my college career [well, not grade-wise]).