My freshman year I was placed with the perfect roommate. We ended up living together for a year before she got a single and I got a different (also great) roommate. Since my first term, I have lived in 4 houses with 2 different roommates and by myself. But living in a single is not for me. I thought that the solitude and quiet would be good for me, inspire me to write more music, think about “stuff”, etc. NO. After one term I was ready to move back in with my first roommate, even though she’s a senior and I’m a junior and we should really both just Grow Up and live in separate rooms. The thing is I need someone in my life who will make me feel embarrassed about my urge to spend hours in bed watching 30 Rock and rearranging the books on my desk. I like coming home late to notes that say, “I went to bed at 8:30. FAIL”. I like comfortably cluttered rooms and shared possessions, someone to comment on the noises I make when I wake up and someone to actively distract me from doing work. It’s just like being married without any of the dysfunction, tax complications or bed-sharing. If only we had a puppy, life would be perfect.

My freshman year I was placed with the perfect roommate. We ended up living together for a year before she got a single and I got a different (also great) roommate. Since my first term, I have lived in 4 houses with 2 different roommates and by myself. But living in a single is not for me. I thought that the solitude and quiet would be good for me, inspire me to write more music, think about “stuff”, etc. NO. After one term I was ready to move back in with my first roommate, even though she’s a senior and I’m a junior and we should really both just Grow Up and live in separate rooms. The thing is I need someone in my life who will make me feel embarrassed about my urge to spend hours in bed watching 30 Rock and rearranging the books on my desk. I like coming home late to notes that say, “I went to bed at 8:30. FAIL”. I like comfortably cluttered rooms and shared possessions, someone to comment on the noises I make when I wake up and someone to actively distract me from doing work. It’s just like being married without any of the dysfunction, tax complications or bed-sharing. If only we had a puppy, life would be perfect.

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