Have you ever been caught off guard that when you finally find out something it feels like you've been trampled over by a stampede of wildebeest and a herd of cows. Well thats how I'm feeling right now. I'm in a state of confusion and shock and now my headache is back. All because I got an email saying I'm your new roommate for the spring semester.
What.
The.
Fuck.
Me and my old roommate wasn't the closest of people, but we didn't hate each other. We talked whenever we were free, we even ate lunch and bonded over our dysfunctional families once. My mom even bought him fuckin' ravioli whenever she would bring us groceries on holidays. So what happened to make him decide that he didn't want to be my roommate. He didn't even tell me he was thinking about switching rooms.
The only thing I can possibly think of is that he dropped out of college, or failed a few classes and decided to hold off on the spring semester. Thats the only logical explanation in my head. We were both having a hard time at the beginning of the semester and he even dropped below the required 12 hours to be considered a full time student, which is required for on campus living. So maybe thats why I have a new roommate. I don't know I just wish someone would had told me sooner.
I guess if anything good was to come out of this it would be that he would be gay. I boy can wish right, but knowing my luck he won't be. I don't know anything about this guy except he's from London and I know his name.
This isn't making me want to go back to school next week, its only bringing back feelings from the Summer when I first learned who my roommate was. My head hurts. I think I'm turning in early.
First a concussion. Now a new roommate. Doesn't look like 2009 is going to be easy on me. Maybe I should go eat those black eye peas for good luck.
What.
The.
Fuck.
Me and my old roommate wasn't the closest of people, but we didn't hate each other. We talked whenever we were free, we even ate lunch and bonded over our dysfunctional families once. My mom even bought him fuckin' ravioli whenever she would bring us groceries on holidays. So what happened to make him decide that he didn't want to be my roommate. He didn't even tell me he was thinking about switching rooms.
The only thing I can possibly think of is that he dropped out of college, or failed a few classes and decided to hold off on the spring semester. Thats the only logical explanation in my head. We were both having a hard time at the beginning of the semester and he even dropped below the required 12 hours to be considered a full time student, which is required for on campus living. So maybe thats why I have a new roommate. I don't know I just wish someone would had told me sooner.
I guess if anything good was to come out of this it would be that he would be gay. I boy can wish right, but knowing my luck he won't be. I don't know anything about this guy except he's from London and I know his name.
This isn't making me want to go back to school next week, its only bringing back feelings from the Summer when I first learned who my roommate was. My head hurts. I think I'm turning in early.
First a concussion. Now a new roommate. Doesn't look like 2009 is going to be easy on me. Maybe I should go eat those black eye peas for good luck.
3 comments:
A new roommate can be pretty scary. I always hated living with random people in college. But, you never know. There's always a chance this guy may end up being a really great friend in the future. I'd go into it with an open mind and if things aren't great, at least it's just for the semester.
First off - go and break a plate NOW!! I always get bad things happen in threes, so will break a plate if two things go wrong!
Second - I was born in London, and do not know anybody that sounds like Dick van Dyke in Mary Poppins - so you could always really wind him up, and start speaking in bad rhyming slang ... and if he's a bit cute, when you meet him, say something like "alright me ol' china! why not lie down there and rest your plates of meat, and perhaps later you'd enjoy a good Donald Duck?"
Or perhaps 'hi' would be a safer bet!
Trans:
China - china plate - mate (friend!)
plates of meat - feet
Donald Duck - work it out =]
roflmao
i think ill say that just to see how he reacts. And I'm going into this with a open mind, I told myself that I'm gonna try harder this time, but I probably wouldnt have felt betrayed or something if he just would have mentioned to me that we weren't gonna be roommates next semester. It never crossed my mind at all.
And the bad comes in three never crossed my mind, but now i think i will go and break sommething just incase.
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