By KAYLIE CRAWFORD
Columnist
Senior year my biggest fear about going to college wasn’t what classes I would be taking, what I wanted to major in, or about where I was going. It was whether my roommate was going to kill me in my sleep or not. I mean haven’t we all seen the movie “The Roommate” and feared a little for our future? I am, personally, a very dependent person. So, if my roommate and I didn’t get a long I would hate my life for my entire first semester of college. There was no way I was going to get a roommate randomly picked for me. Oh, no. You better believe I picked who I was rooming with and made sure they were sane before I even brought up the idea of living together. And boy am I glad I did! I mean, we are living in the smallest room known to mankind.
My roommate and I spent a whole week together so we definitely got to know a lot about one another. I know that if she wakes up early she NEEDS coffee and if she doesn’t get it everyone better steer clear of her. But if she doesn’t get coffee a Monster will do just fine. I will not be waking her up early unless I want my head chopped off! I also learned that she is the most caring and thoughtful person I have ever met. She makes sure that whatever is put in our color-coordinating room matches both of our visions. She is also the most loyal friend as well. I know that when I need to vent, cry, scream or eat away all of my feelings she is going to be right next to me. And she won’t make fun of my ugly crying face. And trust me it is ugly!
I know my sister’s biggest fear about going into college is not knowing her roommate is just going to be psycho or that she won’t be as outgoing as my sister is. (Obviously she has seen “The Roommate” too.) Which I completely understand because how awful would it be to have a roommate that didn’t talk at all? I would be bored to death the first couple of weeks. Being in a new place with people you do not know and rooming with a person that doesn’t even talk I would be going home every weekend or never be in my room with her. Everyone always says that you don’t have to be best friends with your roommate and I agree to an extent. You do have to at least be on good terms. I mean you are sharing a very small room with them.
I know that my roommate and I are going to be, if not best friends, at least really close friends and I honestly cannot wait! So, underclassman, my one piece of advice for you is, handpick your roommate. If you are anything like me, you will thank me completely. So, you’re welcome!