This post will hopefully lead to what I believe would the makings of a small book that i’d be able to publish soon. With lots of contributions from friends ofcourse.
I’ve lived with many types of personalities throughout my super extended college life. Some of the more memorious ones have taught me that what doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger. But that comes at the cost of your sanity and general mental health. Always having been meek, i’ve almost grown accustomed to taking all sorts of contrived bullshit and accepting it instead of making a stand or confronting people and exposing their idiocies. I’d like to say though, that not everyone is fault free and I have my fair share of being in the wrong. But this book is mostly dedicated to people who would like to find solace in the fact that there are people out there who have survived the onslaught of the zombie populace of the college years. This might help you dissipate the frustration and lack of description of the myriad of college inequalities you may have to go through. I would also like to hear from people who have stories of merit that will further this cause and would be included in later editions of this book.
Ying, Yang and the weirdoes in between.
One major problem I had when I first moved into semi private accomodations in university was the fact that my roomies were utter pigs. The apartment was like a refuge for all things trash and decomposing. The kitchen sink was always full of dishes almost upto chest level. After a period of washing up every day to only have the condition reset the next morning, I resorted to a posting of a very embittered nature.
In between the gamut is my most recent roomies.
Tags: College, mybook, Roommates, Vent your way through college
