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Choosing to leave the comforts of your family and home to go away to college is a life-changing decision. The roommate you get matched up with can make or break your experience. The girl I was matched up with changed my life considerably in a way I didn't like, so I moved out. Moving was the best choice I could have made.
The first sight of my new dorm room was not at all what I expected. There were boxes and papers everywhere. Out from behind a tower of boxes emerged the girl I knew I would be living with for the next few months. The mess never left. Sure, the boxes and papers got put in storage, but soon enough it was clothes, schoolbooks, dishes, or anything else my roommate got her hands on.
Our friendship started slowly, but soon we were talking about our personal lives as if we were the best of friends. Then, she turned into a busybody.
Whenever I would talk on the phone, my roommate would stop what she was doing, sit down, and listen to my conversation. She would often interject her own thoughts, "Oh, I totally agree," or correct something I said, "No, it was only six minutes, not ten." I would ignore the comment and shoot her a look, but my point rarely got across.
There was also the incessant questioning: "Who are you talking to," "Where are you going," and her all time favorite, "What are you doing?" I thought that because my parents were three hundred miles away I wouldn't have to answer to anyone, but this girl was extremely nosy. She was like the Spanish Inquisition! She drove me so crazy I was getting depressed. I am a strong person, and can handle a lot, but this girl was way too much.
When my good friend Lauren told me that one of her roommates was moving (she lived with three other girls), I jumped at the chance to leave. I packed up and never looked back. Although I didn't know much more than the first name of my new roommate, I knew she had to be better than what I was living with.
Erin is the best roommate I could have asked for. She helped me move my stuff in, and didn't mind that it took me two weeks to clean up my mess. Then the fun began.
Often we would just hang out in our common room and listen to "music from our past.
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