My freshman roommate was homophobic asshole who threw things at me and once threatened me with a bow and arrow. A few years later I turned the experience into an article in a college paper on how homophobia affects straight people as well.
Dawn: You're not fleeing. You're... moving at a brisk pace. Buffy: Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the Big Scaredy Run Away.
'Touched'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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tommyrot - May 24, 2010 4:54:01 am PDT #1282 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Zenkitty - May 24, 2010 4:56:25 am PDT #1283 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Never had a roommate in college. Was very thankful for it, too. It was bad enough without having to deal with Other People In My Space.
Frankenbuddha - May 24, 2010 5:15:18 am PDT #1284 of 30001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
The only roommate (as opposed to suitemate) I had in college ended up being the only roommate (and, apart from a summer, apartment mate) I had after college. We're still in touch intermittently. As a matter of fact, I should drop him an email.
Gudanov - May 24, 2010 5:17:03 am PDT #1285 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping
Despite technically I had a roommate all through college, for two and a half years I didn't really. One year my roommate died and I had the room to myself the rest of the year (One, you don't get all As if your roommate dies. Two, I had nothing to do with it, it was that fucktard cancer who done it), the other two years my roommate essentially lived with his girlfriend.
tommyrot - May 24, 2010 5:17:23 am PDT #1286 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I have not talked to my freshman roommate since freshman year, besides one or two prank phone calls the following year.
How much would it cost to send Ninjas to Northern Wisconsin?
Lee - May 24, 2010 5:20:22 am PDT #1287 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
My freshman year roommate woke up 2 and a half hours before her very first class (which was at 8:00) to make sure she had time to properly blow dry her hair, which she did in the room.
I sat up, looked at her, and mumbled "this part isn't going to work".
Things went down hill from there.
Gudanov - May 24, 2010 5:22:44 am PDT #1288 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping
2 and a half hours before her very first class (which was at 8:00) to make sure she had time to properly blow dry her hair, which she did in the room.
Your freshman year roommate was Rapunzel?
billytea - May 24, 2010 5:26:30 am PDT #1289 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I was still living at home for my first uni degree, and I was married the second and third time around. I've always thought it would've been fun doing the living on campus thing.
smonster - May 24, 2010 5:30:25 am PDT #1290 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
My freshman roommate was my best friend from HS. Yes, it was a bad idea. Yes, we did stop being friends, but time and FB have healed those wounds. I've come to realize that we were both depressed and dealing with it in different and incompatible ways. Me - mainlining NIN and Sarah MacLachlan. Her - living in her Happy Bubble.
Still friends with sophomore roommate (year abroad), and had the same roommates junior and senior year.
My real nightmarish roommates were after college.
Zenkitty - May 24, 2010 5:33:59 am PDT #1291 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I've always thought it would've been fun doing the living on campus thing.
That's one of those things that's better in fantasy than reality, imho.
My BFF's college-age daughter stayed with me for a week in March. She spent two hours every morning blow-drying her hair and putting on her makeup. Granted, she looked fabulous, but seriously.