I got lucky. Extremely lucky.
I know that not everyone becomes great friends with their first college roommate, but I did. I hadn’t ever had to share a room or bathroom with anyone before, so I didn’t know what to expect. All I really wanted was to coexist with my roommate, not clash. What I got was so much greater than I could have imagined.
I remember being really nervous to find out who I was assigned to, since it was completely random. I checked my email at least five times that day, about a month before I actually moved in. My memory is so vivid of receiving the email. I was in the back seat of my friend’s car, right in the middle, on the way to the beach to go camping for her birthday. As I read the email, my friends crowded around. I quickly looked her up on Facebook. “She seems nice” I remember saying. The reassured me of these facts, excited for me and already hoping of the best. I remember texting her almost immediately and waiting a half hour for her to reply because, as it turns out, she was in a movie. We played a kind of 20 questions. She was from Oklahoma, but no one would ever guess, and a big Oklahoma sports fan which I loved as I could talk sports all day. A vegetarian and a dancer with a strong sense of family and a close high school friend group. We were so similar already, even though I can’t dance or stay away from meat for more than a day.
To those reading this, I don’t know what your experience will be like or was like. I can only hope you make the best of it. I've got some tips and tricks for you in an upcoming blog post, to make the process a whole lot easier. I guess I want you to know it is possible to have an incredible friendship with a randomly assigned stranger.
In summary, if you are reading this Skylar, you made my freshman year absolutely great. I am sad we are no longer living together, but our monthly themed dinners make it seem like we never left NoMo. I hope your new roommates appreciate your Spongebob obsession as much as I did, even when you had to explain the references.