On My Bithday
Happy Birthday to me, yea it is my big 18th birthday and I would have to say that it was a very good birthday. After going to sleep around 1 am the previous night (or should I say this morning), I ended up getting up getting up at 9 am because I was so tired of sleeping. Tamika (one of my roommates) woke up as I came out of the bathroom fully dressed and ready to take on the day (wow that sounds corny hehe). We ended up going to Wal-Mart together to pick up some things for our dorm room and in that, moment I thought to myself that maybe this would not be as bad as I had thought yesterday. Since she was dieing of hunger she told me she would treat to breakfast if I would drive. When she asked me my age I told her, “I’m eighteen . . . today!” Now she felt that I had to choose where we should go, because after all it was my birthday (yea . . . I hate making decisions).
After returning, Tamika left to go check into housing, and while she was gone, a girl knocked on my dorm room door. Opening it we walks in right past me ignoring me (Umm . . . hello this is not you room) She turned to me and bluntly asked, “Will you trade rooms with me?” I was speechless for a second, wondering what I should do, or say. Almost without my consent, I said, "sure." Not to go into extreme depth but I ended up switching rooms with this girl and now having awesomely weird roommates. It was a change that I will not regret making. I think if I had stayed in the other room I would have ended up quieting college here just because I would have been so miserable. Thank god for crazy girls that barge into rooms. Hehe
Oh, and my new room mates took me out to dinner at Hops for my birthday and even got our waiter to sing to me. (Umm . . . Loved the dinner, but I think the singing I could have missed)
After returning, Tamika left to go check into housing, and while she was gone, a girl knocked on my dorm room door. Opening it we walks in right past me ignoring me (Umm . . . hello this is not you room) She turned to me and bluntly asked, “Will you trade rooms with me?” I was speechless for a second, wondering what I should do, or say. Almost without my consent, I said, "sure." Not to go into extreme depth but I ended up switching rooms with this girl and now having awesomely weird roommates. It was a change that I will not regret making. I think if I had stayed in the other room I would have ended up quieting college here just because I would have been so miserable. Thank god for crazy girls that barge into rooms. Hehe
Oh, and my new room mates took me out to dinner at Hops for my birthday and even got our waiter to sing to me. (Umm . . . Loved the dinner, but I think the singing I could have missed)