(This turned out to be a REALLY long post, which I guess makes up for the alleged "not posting enough" that my sister Leah is bitching about.)
Today I randomly decided to find out what my two favorite college roommates were up to, since we hadn't spoken in over 5 years. I wasn't able to track them down but it led to some reminiscing. The following is a list and some stories about the random women I shared a room or apartment with in college:
1. Carmen - Senior year of high school, I had pretty much cut every class I had except tennis practice. For the first semester, my teachers let me get away with it, because I was the school's tennis star and needed a 2.0 to compete in the city's Individual Tennis Tournament, of which no girl from my high school had qualified for in over a decade before me. During the second semester I didn't have that working in my favor so every single one of my teachers failed me, for ditching their classes day in and day out to go swimming in Monkey Canyon, bodysurfing in Malibu, eating "French Slams" at Denny's and putzing around at my friend Mike's apartment while his mom was at work. As a result, UC Santa Cruz revoked my admission unless I attended summer classes first to determine whether or not I could handle the "rigors" of college education. So after graduation I headed up there for 6 weeks, at the age of 16 and having obviously never lived away from my parents. Carmen was the roommate they assigned me, a Mexican chick who was pretty but looked mean, and didn't say one word to me for the first hour we were in the room together. We got over it fast though and became very close, she was one of my bridesmaids when I got married six years later. She was (and I assume still is) beautiful, sweet and funny. She never actively participated in any of my random mischief-making, but she was my enabler since she would giggle endlessly with me over some of the dumb shit I did. Also, she had abs of steel.
Me and my mom in my dorm room sophomore year. Note the
posters of Aaron Kwok and the random Last of the Mohicans poster.
The rest of the pics are random black and white photography shots.
3. Veronica - Though she disliked me at first sight, partly due to the fact that we were both close to Carmen, we ended up becoming roommates sophomore year because she and Carmen were sharing a room in one of the campus apartments, they'd racked up two other girls to share a room and needed someone willing to live in a single. After a year of having to listen to people in the next bed have sex, while some strange guy climbs into my bed and tries to get with me, forcing me to bolt from my own room, I was more than willing to rock a single. We bonded the night we got drunk on Boone's Strawberry Hill and she taught me and Carmen how to do the Electric Slide. Veronica was (and I assume still is) smart, driven and funny as hell. She was also an awesome dancer, one of those people that just knows how to move perfectly to the music. Also, her boyfriend tried to get all of us (I was dating Tony at the time and Carmen was with her future husband Jose) into an orgy. She named her daughter after me, which is pretty much the biggest compliment anyone can give you.
4. Crystal - Though we all started the year out as friends, it degenerated into all-out war with her and Lorena versus Carmen and Veronica. I stayed out of it for awhile, but eventually took sides when Crystal made some really disparaging remarks about Carmen. And when I take sides, I take sides with a vengeance. As in jumping off the arm of the couch and telling her to shut her mouth or I'd do it for her. She used to wake everyone up at 7 in the morning with really loud Madonna, an offense which should be punishable by drawn and quartering. I'd counter by turning my radio up all the way at night, then locking my door and climbing out the window. Can't picture how she looks but her nickname was "The Ogress." And I think she used to wear a powder blue T-shirt all the time with her name on it.
Veronica, Carmen, me (okay if you must know I'm wearing
a minidress with a Marie Antoinette-style top) and Lorena.
I wasn't the one who put the stickers but they're funny as hell.
6. Pauline - Lorena and Crystal moved out after two quarters, and their room remained vacant for the rest of the year because according to our preceptor, "everyone is afraid to live there, they think you're all evil bitches." The following year however, our luck didn't hold and we got assigned new roommates. I met Pauline the first night I was back on campus, when she opened the front door and said "Yes, what do you want" really snottily to me and my dad. I replied, "Ummm, I fucking live here" then shoved past her with my luggage. Still, we started out getting along until one day, when she tried to use my best friend by pretending an interest in him just to get a ride to her home 3-hours north. The night I found out about it I drunkenly tried to jump her and Wes tackled me to the floor then sat on me, while Carmen and Veronica cheered and yelled "Let her do it, let her beat her ass!!!" So he got off me but she was safely locked in her room by then and wouldn't open the door.
Once she made the mistake of asking me what I was thinking. I said that she didn't want to know. She persisted and the 12 or so other people tried to convince her she didn't want to know. I told her anyway, "What I'm thinking is that if hoe-ing around was an Olympic sport then you would have the gold medal." Once, she partied with her hometown friends in our apartment all throughout finals week, while the rest of us were studying day and night. And then left the apartment filled with their dirty dishes. I broke into her room and left the dishes (still unwashed) under her covers. Sometimes she would use my razor without permission (which I wouldn't give, eew) and once she left it by the side of the tub in a disgusting pile of pubic hair. My reaction to that wasn't very friendly. Also, her and boyfriend used to cover their sex sounds with the radio turned up, but never on an actual station. So you'd hear all this groaning and a shitload of static.
Faby and Carmen looking at one of Pauline's random mugs in the fridge.
It had about an inch of water and was covered with a ziploc bag.
We smoked up once and thought we were in Mission Impossible as we tried to steal their bird feeder with coat hangers. When that didn't work, Faby poured creamed corn all over it. When one of them came upstairs to investigate "the vomit", we blamed the people upstairs. Though we lived on the top floor. Then continued eating dinner as if she wasn't still standing there, trying to figure out what to do. Yes, I know. We were awful. Also, Faby hooked up with some guy once just because he had a British accent.
Carmen, Michelle, Veronica and Christie before a
graduation dinner dance at Oakes.
9. Christie - Out of all our various roommates, our only white one was the sweetest of them all. Made us feel guilty too because she was a super-hippie (she even used that crystal deodorant shit you randomly see at drugstores) and we made a few jokes about it when we first met her. She wore tie-dyed shirts every day and burned incense like she bought it by the barrel. She once got chased by a mountain lion, while on one of her daily nature walks in the grassy fields behind our school.
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