It seems to me that there is one aspect to college life that has the majority of control over your mood. The key to making the most out of your college experience is having the right roommate. Unfortunately, freshman year, the year in which you are first trying to become comfortable in this new environment, you have no say in who this individual may be.
Having spent the better half of a year with my two roommates, I have come to realize how lucky I really am. While one of them may have an awkward odor about her, and while she does have the disgusting habit of hanging her underwear on the footboard of her bed, she mainly keeps to herself and for the most part, is on my good side. As for my other roommate, at the risk of sounding like I am in love with her, I would have to say that Krystina is my soul mate of a roommate.
While we may bicker about the fact that she is half deaf, or that she has the annoying tendency of watching three shows at the same time, constantly changing the channel, whether it’s a commercial or not; I couldn’t have asked for a better roomie. It seems that we are always in the same mood. If one of us wants it to be nap time, homework time, dinner time, movie time, go to the gym time, or play a prank on the suitemates time, the other is always all for it. I mean who else would lie in bed at night and laugh to the point where our stomachs hurt, for absolutely no reason, with me?
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I definitely have to agree with you about the perfect roommate! I don't know how I got so lucky either, but she's definitely my soul-roommate as well. I guess it's a hit or miss with housing.
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