When I say I’ve been planning this post ever since I started blogging, I’ve been planning this post ever since I started!
Now you might be thinking…not another blog post about college and roommates, but I promise you this one is gonna be, how should I say it without giving away too much… a tad different. Wanna know why? For starters, I collectively had a total of 27 suitemates. 2 colleges, and 5 rooms later…TWENTY-SEVEN! I kid you not.
I mean I knew it was up there but when I didn’t have any more fingers and toes to count, I knew the number was legit high.
And with 27 suitemates/roommates, that means a ton of stories that have just got to be shared; not just for remembrance later down the line when I miss my good ol’ college days, but because these stories are entertaining AF (as I’ve been told by my friends ?)
So without further ado, sit back, relax, grab some popcorn (or, don’t…you’ll find out about that soon enough), and enjoy the stroll down memory lane.
The Roommates Series, Part 1. Fall Semester: You Mean I Have to Sleep There?!
I’m 18 and it’s 2 years post-high school since I took a gap year before embarking on my college journey.
I’m doe-eyed, excited, but super nervous as the longest time I spent away from home was a school day. Nonetheless, I was packed up and ready for my first collegiate year.
I chose a small school in upstate New York nestled in the mountains—quite literally—it was actually a couple of minutes away from the infamous town of Sleepy Hollow. And yes, boys and girls, the drive up was just as spooky as the stories neatly nestled within town. I’m talking, disappearing cars, ominous state troopers, and of course, pure bone-chilling fear…
At this point, you’re probably confused but let me tell ya when our sunny day from the Bronx turned into white fog so heavy it felt like we were extras in that movie “The Fog”, the spooky meter went up to 100%. And like any out-of-towners in any scary movie, we made our way to a gas station where lone behold, some state troopers and their vehicles were out front.
Feeling at ease, we asked for directions, to which they replied the highways were closed and we could either use: side road #1 (a u-turn past them) or side road #2 (left and around). Fine, cool, we finally have some options but I crap you not, after mentioning side road #2 as an option, he said in the most country voice, “I wouldn’t go that way if I were y’all” ?!
At this point I can honestly say this was a GET OUT moment before the movie even came out as we all awkwardly laughed, proceeding to reverse and get up outta there.
Just as we waved out big thank-yous and did ½ the “U”, then made a u-turn to pass them again, THEY. WERE. GONE. All of them and every car, wagon, and cone.
Now I might have conveniently forgotten what the heck happened between that moment and actually arriving at school but the point is we side-roaded it—fog and all-cause I wasn’t missing move-in day!
Finally there, we walk in and I’m greeted by this man. And I say man because I was used to the boys in high school but THIS was a whole different ball game.
He was the equivalent of A Day to Remember (a metal rock band) song. I’m talking tattoos, piercings, super deep voice, confidence, and I’m dropping stuff, stuttering, and can’t collect my thoughts. So of course, I push my mom to do the talking, stay quiet, and try to formulate sentences that don’t make me sound like a noob.
Getting my room assignment, I’m met with the 6 girls who, unbeknownst to them, would be the start of the roommate brigade.
So here we have it! The start of The Roommate Series, I hope y’all stick along as we relive a big part of my college journey.