Fail.

One of the things that I struggle with in life is attempting to understand people, especially their reasoning behind their (most of the time rude, and stupid?) actions.

For instance, I had a roommate for about 3 months. When I first met her (before school started), she instantly proclaimed that she was a die-hard Christian, no sex till marriage, all that kind of stuff. While we were eating lunch, she suddenly says "I hope I don't die a virgin." 

Okay. 

Little do I know that she is OBSESSED with sex. She reads steamy romance novels made for middle aged women constantly. I certainly don't find that healthy. If you're that obsessed with sex, please find an outlet. Because getting a little action will feel much better than sitting in your room.

Another point, this chick never left her room. EVER. Every time I would walk into good ol 828, she'd always  be laying in bed, collecting unnecessary fat cells and watching BET, Disney Channel, or a mix of the two (a.k.a. Smart Guy). Sometimes I would say to myself, "I wonder what roommate is doing right now, I'd bet 10 dollars she's sitting, no wait, LAYING, on her ass watching BET." I'd walk in, and whoa. There she is! Right where I imagined! After three weeks of this nonsense, I got to the point were I was just so disgusted, I would pack my school stuff up and leave.

Reason why I was so disgusted: she has goals posted in her room. One of them: "Make new friends" how can you make new friends by sitting in your room all day? Anyone?

But, as I am now regressing my thoughts to my final weeks of having this atrocious roommate, I learned that she was talking about me. Not just ABOUT me, but about how annoying I was. Hold up. What? I was rarely in the room, how is that annoying? Is it the fact that I have friends? Is it the fact that I told her we have NOTHING in common? Wait a second, is this what Christians even do? 

Whatever, I'm out of that skanky room. I have an awesome roommate who I actually talk to. We go to parties together, we have the same friends, and we have the same major. 

Here's my advice: Don't go potluck. Well wait, DO go potluck. Because I probably wouldn't have met my current roommate without this stupid ex-roommate situation. But, if you do happen to go potluck and have a weird feeling about him or her, please evacuate the situation immediately. It will save you a lot of hardship in the long run. 

Thank you Kelly Cosby for talking me into getting a blog. I can tell it is going to be a lifesaver :]