2002-08-26 - 2:25 p.m. -
Ha! Here's a good story for you.
Ok, let's take a really inscure person and let's call her...ohh...Jennifer. Let's say Jennifer goes to college scared to death that she is gong to have no friends and hate the place. Then Jennifer surpasses tep 1-she has a good roommate. Jennifer is still having trouble meeting unsnobby or unobnoxious people but she says at least she has Nicole, Jenna and her roommate. Let's say her roommate has her dad come to the room while they are all at a Freshman meeting and move all of her stuff out of the room and then walk back to the dorm with Jennifer and explain things aren't working out. Jennifer say, "Oh, you want to move out?" and as they open the door her stuff is already cleared from the room. Well, at least Jennifer has a lot of room until she's stuck with some alternative roommate or stuck with a bill for single occupancy. Poor Jennifer. Don't you just love hypothetical situations? Only until they become real. You know, I just don't get it. She said it isn't me but how the fuck am I supposed to not take that personally? I just want to give up. I still have Nicole and Jenna. Jenna doesn't like her roommate all that well but Jenna is a good person, she doesn't ditch her roommate. I just...want to move away and go to pepperdine and hang out with my brother or to Abilene where at least I will have my cousin and a bunch of crazy Texans. This makes me very, VERY upset. Yes, it does.
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