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Roommates
MY
ROOMMATE EXPERIENCE
As a student at Oklahoma State University, I have to
admit that the subject of roommates brings fond memories
and the most hilarious ones. As my third year of college
approaches its end, I can reflect on these past experiences.
It all began the night before I came up to college.
I was going to be rooming with a girl I had never met
before. She was from Texas, and I was from Bartlesville,
Oklahoma. I was packing up my possessions when the telephone
rang. Stacy was calling to tell me that she had gone
through (sorority) rush and had decided to move into
her sorority house. She asked if I minded. As if...Would
I really tell her that now I wouldn't even have a roommate?
Now I felt apprehensive about the whole situation. I
hung up and then I realized that I was going to be all
alone when I arrived at OSU the next day. My mom had
to work, so I would be moving myself to school.
It was sad.
I
moved in my dorm and soon I realized that I liked not
having a roommate. I had shared a bedroom for my entire
life, and this was nice. I soon became friends with
other girls on my floor, so I listened to their roommate
stories. The girls next door were like night and day.
They did NOT get along. Sue (not her real name) did
not appreciate how Emma (also not her real name) acted
as though she were her mother. Sue had been independent
for a long time before coming to college, and so she
wasn't used to someone checking up on her all the time.
Sue and I became friends, and the next year we found
a house together with another girl. That story comes
in later though...
Second semester of my freshman year, I moved in with
one of my friends from the dorm. Because we were friends,
we weren't sure if we should move in together. I am
horrible about making big decisions, so I barely made
up my mind to do it. Lindsay's roommate moved into another,
so I moved over. We had the best time. We were freshmen,
and we wanted our freshman year to be the best it could
be. When one of us didn't want to go do something with
the other, we could always convince each other that
"we are only freshmen once!" From midnight
runs to Wal-Mart, running in the rain, making macaroni
and cheese in the microwave, and doing ballet down the
hall, we always had fun. We would motivate the other
to study only in extreme cases, but our token saying
was a motivator "Study, study, school's your buddy!!"
I was on the rowing team my freshman year, so I arose
at 5:15 each morning to drive to the lake for a grueling
two hour workout. No matter how early I would try to
go to sleep, Lindsay and I always talked until the wee
hours of the morning. I have no clue how I made it on
so little sleep, but then again, I was a freshman and
reality hadn't set in yet. Although we stayed up late,
I always got up on time and never missed a practice.
Neither did she. Each morning as I headed out the door,
she would pop up in her bed to tell me good-bye. We
formed a friendship that has been tested since then.
She moved into her sorority house the next year, and
this semester she is working in Disney World as part
of an internship. Yet we still keep in touch and manage
to get a coke every now and then. We can talk to each
other about anything, and that is a pretty cool thing
to be able to say about your freshman roommate.
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