This Is Goodbye

It's official, my courses have ended for the year and all that I have left are finals. I don't have to come back to stay in the dorm so I am going to just slowly take things back home with me so that I don't need to live with these girls anymore.
This semester has been frustrating and next year I'm living in an apartment off campus with people I know I get along with. Molly was not my ideal roomie with her puking all over the place, bringing back random guys and girls, and acting completely bipolar towards me depending on what day it was. I hope that Jess, Lindsey, Katie, and Erin don't have a hard year next year, especially Erin with the baby coming along.
Living with roommates isn't easy, but it teaches you how to cope with multiple situations. Girls are full of drama and there has been plenty of that this semester, but what do you expect when you put together six strangers to live together in tight quarters?
This is the end of this blog, the end of my year, and the end of on-campus housing.

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Aftermath

This is my last week living in the dorms with my five roommates. My final schedule was changed around a little bit which enables me to drive in to take my tests instead of staying in the dorm for another week.There isn't much communication going on between the three rooms. Since it is the very end of the semester we're living in somewhat peaceful harmony.




Molly and I are back to our old relationship, no more talking to each other, just comfortable silence where we both leave each other alone. It works out because we don't totally hate each other but it's come to the time where we both know that we won't ever be real friends. We just respect our differences now, Molly doesn't have late night visitors anymore and I clean up my side of the room to make her happy; it's a compromise.


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All Quiet On The Western Front

Group bonding time ended pretty badly, actually it was a disaster. Instead of showing any effort to try and resolve all of our issues, Molly showed up drunk and pretty much just went on a rant about how much of a slut Erin is. Now since Erin is pregnant and keeping the baby she started to cry uncontrollably because she always thought that Molly was her friend, she was going to make Molly an honorary aunt or some shit. Katie started bitching about how drunk Molly gets on weeknights, and Lindsey started to defend Molly because she said she needs to drink in order to deal with Katie's beautiful personality; because Katie can really only be enjoyable when you've got at least three drinks in you.
Jess and I tried to interject a few times about how we felt, but we were told to shut up by the other four. Definitely should have popped some pop-corn for this explosion. It was how they all felt about each other and it was pent up over pretty much a whole year. Our plans to watch the movie together after died right on the spot, and we all went back to our rooms, and very adult-like of us, slammed our doors.
Since then only direct roommates have really been talking to each other, but Jess and I talk on occasion as a break from our respective roomies. There's only about three weeks left, but so far it appears as though it will be spent in silence.

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Group Bonding

With only a few weeks left we have all been doing what we can to just get along nicely. Tonight we've decided to sit down and have a talk about each other, you know sorta like group therapy. We're throwing everything out in the open, no issues will be left unresolved, and after we're going to sit and watch some good ol' television.
Sounds pretty ridiculous, but we are all doing what we can to help out our pregnant friend maintain her calm for the last month of school. Post later to update on the group talk.

21 And Preggo?

Erin is the roommate that I have never had any real problems with, she has been someone that I've been able to go to the dining hall with and watch movies with. She pretty much keeps to herself, but a side of her I didn't expect came out.

She has been sleeping with two different guys that live in our building. These guys are actually roommates and one of them has a girlfriend. So Erin has been sleeping with the single kid and the unavailable kid as well. Neither one knew she was sleeping around with the other one, but this could all change.
We had to buy a pregnancy test for Erin because she started to show signs that she was quite possibly pregnant. The agonizing three minutes of waiting ended up showing that she is indeed pregnant. But who's the daddy?

Erin has no idea what to do, and I feel bad for her but at the same time she wasn't being very safe or smart about it, so now I'm starting to wonder what she's going to tell both of these guys. I don't even know if she's going to keep it and it's just created a lot of tension between everyone in the suite because no one knows what to say about it.

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Music

Jess has taken it upon herself to start playing her ipod out in our common room through our surround sound speakers. That's fine we don't care that she uses that to play her music, however we do care what kind of music she plays on said ipod.
Apparently Jess has a fondness for Opera music.

It really should be over once the fat lady sings
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This shit is just plain torture, the only way it will get worse is if Jess starts singing along with it. We already have people banging on our door when they walk by and yelling at us to "Turn off that piece of shit music!"
I agree with everyone else, this isn't music it is a high pitched noise intended to make my ears bleed and beg for mercy. I just keep telling myself that there are only 4 more weeks left of this but the Opera is killing me slowly.

Twitter Me This

Soon after I made the realization that Katie was obsessed with that formspring site I discovered that Molly was pretty much consumed by Twitter.
I don't totally understand what is so appealing about Twitter, it is just a site where yo post updates about your life, and some people do it like every hour. Molly will write about how she is going to breakfast and hoping it's bacon day, then an hour later she will "tweet" about how amazing breakfast was but she wished she didn't have class because it was so nice out. Another hour later she is updating it once again about how lunch doesn't seem to be happening and she will probably just snack in the room, and then again she will post how she is dying for a cigarette.
Really? I find this site to be pretty much the most self absorbed compilation of human shit ever. No one cares about what you ate, where you are going, and how every moment of your day was. I don't even think my mom would want to know every little detail of my own life. I'm fully aware that blogging isn't exactly any better, but I don't update this every hour of every day. I know that people don't want to know what type of toothpaste I used this morning and how oh so wonderful my day is going.
Twitter me this everyone, who actually gives a shit about the tiny details of everyone's lives?

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