You have had a room mate, at one time or the other. Maybe, as a boarder in secondary school, in the University or even your brother/sister.
Room mates! Room mates!! They can be your closest buddy or the pain in your right armpit. You either feel like hugging them when you get to the room or sitting on their heads and smiling as you hear their muffled screams for help. Lol.
I have had a fair share of 'good' and 'bad' room mates in my short time on earth. I'd have to start my gist from the University because in Secondary school, the room mates were too many to count. It was like Fuji house of commotion there(urghh, i sigh as i remember the gross details). Well, my first room mates in the university were odd. It was a very odd combo; Mole, Frog, Cat and Ant. I was Ant...and yea i chose the animal names for some characteristics of each person. Ant and Cat were close...i guess we were close because we were both enemies of the rest of the floor members....awkward times when you feel close to someone because both of you share a common hatred. hahaha. that was it. The four of us didn't make up a bad association, not a good one either. Flat. Bland. The only taste was Cat, hehe(you know yourself).
My second year, i was with uhmm Bat and hahahahhakaha!, i have to stop this animal assigning, its making me laugh so hard, i cant continue writing.
In my second year in the university, life at Room E212, Mary Hall was one of drama. I considered myself the protagonist, and of course, i had a packed-full audience with individual inclinations. At the time, i thought my room was akin to goal. I never deeply considered the fact that the protagonist is the antagonist to the antagonist. Haha. So will i be right to say i was the protagonist in the drama? Maybe, maybe not.
Sometimes, what screws us up most in life is the picture in our head of how things are supposed to be. We should prepare to get shocked by people. After all, no two people are the same.
I'd continue my story about room mates later on.
Cheers!
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