Posts tagged ‘awkward’

November 12, 2011


This is it then. One more week until the start of Thanksgiving Break. I can’t wait to go home. As I sit here trying to come up with something to write about, the only thing that comes to mind is sitting at home eating never ending mounds of mashed potatoes, stuffing, and of course…turkey. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love it up here, going to school and being with friends. I don’t like the ‘being hungry as a homeless man’ part of being a college student but oh well, I’m still alive right? However, one thing that does weird me out at times are my roommates. I guess one lesson that I’ve learned so far is that if you want to learn more about somebody…try living with them.

So if you’re thinking ‘aw, well they can’t be that bad’…well think again. Alright for example, November for most people gets pretty cold right? And I know that most people lower the heat in the house as to save energy, I know because my parents do it too. But I didn’t think it meant that the temperature in our house had to equal that of the inside of the freezer. I mean it would probably be warmer if you just opened up all of the windows in the house, while is was blizzarding outside. Yea, don’t forget the front door too. I mean, luckily my parents gave me a little space heater earlier in the year and it has been my best friend since. I heard body heat works exceptionally well too, but I haven’t found anyone else to share it with ;)

Oh god that last line was lame…

Ok, ok, so maybe having low temperatures in your house isn’t too far off. But what about this one. So when you enter our front door, you enter a mid level platform thing. Basically from here you can either go upstairs or downstairs. Now looking upstairs from the front door will take your gaze right to the kitchen. And every morning after my first class I go home for a bit since I don’t have class until later. And every morning I am met with the creepiest gaze from my creepiest roommate. R as he shall be known. R will just stand there in the kitchen, usually with mug in hand (usually filled with yogurt) arms crossed and will always be staring at me as I untie my shoes…I feel so awkward everytime.

Oh, here’s another one. So last night (11/11/11) I was minding my own business in my room…well actually I just got up from a nap since I was exhausted throughout the day. Plus I thought I had lost my wallet…but long story short I took a nap to try and take some stress off of myself. Anyways, I went to the bathroom which is just right next to my room. Now even as I was sleeping I heard some odd noises, but I just played it off as the wind outside. But in the bathroom it was much clearer. From the sound of it, it was just my other roommate cursing at his physics homework. I mean its all good, we all get mad at homework, especially physics. But just from what I heard, I felt as if an old man…or a witch or something with a high nasally voice was in our house. It was so weird…I almost wanted to go check in his room to see if he was alright, but I decided against it. This was the same roommate that I came home one day and walked in on in the bathroom because the lights were off and the door was halfway open. Awkward…I can’t even look him straight in the face anymore without nearly laughing to death on the inside. I mean come on, close the door! I really didn’t need to see the excruciating pain on his face as he was trying to release a megabomb #2.

Oh my gosh, these are just some of the things that I have to deal with on a day to day basis…and will be something that I will not be missing as I head home to my family, food, and a nice warm bed even if it may be just for a week. So I say to you, keep up that final push towards break. Because I know I will…it just can’t get here soon enough for me.


October 23, 2011

Roomies can be weird at times…

So if you didn’t know, I am currently rooming with a couple friends that I knew from last year. I moved in and settled down just before school started and was super excited that I would be able to get away from the craziness that I encountered in the dorms. Little did I know, there would be other evils to encounter…

Now the first day that I moved in, I was greeted with a tennis ball to the face…Nice, not really a good first impression of the people that I was to be living with for the next year. One of my roommates (I’ll just call him S for now) thought that throwing balls to someone’s face is a great way to welcome them to the house. Well, my response to that was to greet his face with my fist, but I decided to restrain myself being the first day and all. But other than that the days melded into weeks which then dissolved into months.

Most days were pretty much the same, I would just try to stay out of everyone’s way and mind my own business and do my own homework and what not. Some days I would hang out with the roomies just to remind them that I was still a part of this house. But there is one roommate in particular which makes me uneasy beyond belief. I’ll call him R. Now R is the type of person that basically dislikes everything. Not outright, like to your face dislike. But in hidden contempt and scorn. His words are filled with poison. Hahaha. For example. One day, while giving R a ride, I was listening to some tunes that I really happened to like. R didn’t know that I really liked the songs and started criticizing the heck out of everything…I didn’t really want to unleash my fiery on him, so I practiced some restraint and just let it go. To each his own. No big deal right?

Well, this was the basis on which our ‘friendship’ would form. Everything that I like, would just be criticized. Basically how musicians today are just rejected, or in denial or something like that. He can’t stand anything on the radio. Ok, there are those musicians that have problems, but just because a song has a beat doesn’t mean it’s bad…(R only listens to classical by the way). So yea, anyways our conversations are always so awkward. Mostly because if he needs something, he doesn’t go straight to the point but makes some sort of effort to avoid the point as long as possible. Example.

R: Hey, we usually never leave the house at the same time. (Putting shoes on to leave house) :D

Me: Uh. Yea. I guess not. (Also putting on shoes to leave house) -_-

R: Cool, are you going to campus? :D:D

Me: Yea, got class in like 15 minutes…(Now at this point I knew where he was going, he wanted me to give him a ride. But my philosophy is, if you want it you should ask for it. Nothing is ever going to be given to you. Now as much as I wanted to just leave, I decided to listen to whatever conscience I had left and offer him a ride.)

Me: Do you need a ride? :/

R: Yes! I’m glad that you asked! ;DDDDDD (I bet that you are, you freeloader)

So that was just one example. One of these conversations always happens at least once a week. And I absolutely dread it. It’s not that I’m antisocial haha. I love hanging around people! But with R not only are the conversations awkward as making eye contact with a dog that is taking a dump, but they usually go on for an hour+. Maybe I’m just too nice? I mean I don’t want to cut him off when he’s telling me his life story, but after hearing it enough to make an accurate biography of him just from what I remember, there is a line that needs to be drawn. Right? Anyways, this is just one example of the weirdness that goes on in this house, which is mostly why if I don’t have to be here…I’m not. But I’ll have to eventually return to, you know, sleep and stuff…

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