Before
I came here, it seemed like all of my relatives had a bad roommate story to
tell me. My mom’s first year roommate who was depressed and went home every
weekend until she then became friends with another depressed girl down their
hall and the two would skip classes and watch soap operas and be depressed
together. It worked out because my Mom was a friend with depressed girl #2’s
roommate and they swapped roommates. My brother and his roommate would go for
days only saying hi to each other. My uncle was in a triple with other guys on
the soccer team who went out every night. I never thought that I would have my
own bad roommate story, but now do.
It all started when I was at mill mountain coffee studying with
my friend V, I heard my phone have a spazz attack and I looked down on the
slightly sticky table to find novel sized texts lighting up the screen, as my
phone inched scarily close to my melted iced coffee. It was my roommate saying how sorry she was and that she
wouldn’t be coming back to RU because she felt that she didn’t fit in and was
depressed and overwhelmed. I was really surprised but I added everything up,
and it made sense. Her mom was here all week so I’d hardly seen J. I can’t
count the number of times I’d invited her along to whatever we were going to do
and her response was “Thanks, but I’m fine. You go have fun.” Or the number of
times I’d get back from my 1:10 class and she’d be under the covers of her bed
and be on her laptop watching videos or looking at old pictures on instagram.
I’m sad about this of course because we were friends and had gotten along
really well until a week or so ago when she just became a permanent fixture in
the room. Also I no longer have a roommate with a massive truck for Wal-Mart
runs. I talked to my RA and she told me that I’ll be assigned a random person
who is on a waiting list. I wish J all the best and I really, really hope my
new roommate is well adjusted and willing to leave the room. And if she has a
car, that’d be nice too……
One of my friends from back home went to Flagler and ended up leaving after a week he was so depressed. I liked this story because you dont really hear about roommates leaving much, it was interesting
ReplyDeleteI agree--good story--and it IS awkward. I know you wrote this before we discussed paragraphs and all that, but I thought you gave me a lot of detail in our conversation after class that would really liven this up even more.
ReplyDeleteI liked all the details, like when you said the slightly sticky table and melted iced coffee, I feel like I could picture the scene. I also liked how you started the post with the bad roommate stories and transitioned into yours. I hope you like your new roommate too!
ReplyDeleteGood post! I liked all of the details like your phone inching closer and novel sized texts. I could really put myself there and feel that sticky table of a coffee shop. Good luck with the (maybe) new roommate!
ReplyDeleteThe title of your post intrigued me right away, i couldnt wait to read it. Very ironic with all of your family bad room mate stories, i would be very nervous if i got assigned a random person on the waiting list, but very well put together post, and a good story overall.
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