Happy Valentine's Month

As almost everyone knows, Valentine's Day takes place on February 14th and is a time meant for love and being with the one you care about. Why there is only one day out of the whole year to set aside for your significant other is beyond me, but that's beside the point. A few days before the Valentine's Day weekend my roommate notified me that his girlfriend would be coming to stay over. Obviously if I can't stand the things that my roommate does with his girlfriend when she is six hours away, how am I supposed to control myself when she is residing in my apartment? The smartest decision I could come up with was to drive home for the weekend and come back around the time she was meant to be leaving. Although driving back home meant six hours in the car, it was well worth it to get away from the inevitable nightmare.

I arrived back home late Sunday night to notice that the woman was still in my place of residence. I resolved to take a shower and go to bed so that I could contain the anger that was stored in my body. Luckily, I returned home to an empty apartment Monday after classes. Shortly thereafter my roommate walked in the door female free, and I assumed the dilemma was over with. The funny thing about the situation was that his girlfriend had left her mark all over the apartment. There were chocolates and Valentine's cards and love notes and little gifts all over the place. And the thing about my roommate is that when he falls for a girl, he can't get rid of anything that he receives from that girl. I let the useless junk lie around for multiple weeks only to observe that the reminders of her made me madder with each coming day. Therefore, I resolved the problem by gathering anything that reminded me of her and throwing it under my roommate's bed. Although he was not happy about my actions, I could not have been happier.

The Adventure Begins

Sophomore year stared out quite well when it came to my roommate. He would come out with me every weekend and actually enjoyed being able to meet new people. With time, though, his relationship grew with his girlfriend. Instead of just texting her all the time, they had moved up to talking on the phone quite often and even occasionally Skyping one another. Luckily, at this point Skype was not as big of a deal to me because we now had separate rooms since we were living in an apartment. The only problem was that my roommate began not wanting to go out. One of the main flaws with him is that he falls really hard for girls. Therefore, it is as if he feels like going out and talking to other girls is against the "relationship law". It became an every weekend occurrence that when I would get back from partying and hanging out with friends that my roommate would be sitting in his computer chair playing the notorious game called Halo. I don't have anything against hermits, but this was not o.k. with me.

Every weekend I would ask my roommate if he wanted to come out with me and my friends. There were times that something insane would be going on, like a concert or some wicked party, and it never failed that he would decline the offer. The only reason that I could think of was that my roommate knew that he could stay at the apartment and play games like Halo and that would be a motive for him to not have to meet or talk to any other girls. The sad thing about the whole situation is that I honestly don't think my roommate has many any lifelong friends during the entire time he has been going to college. Therefore, I decided to resolve the problem by forcing him to come out with me. It was actually quite a simple process. I took the games that he played the most and hid them from him. A deal was formed that every night he would come out with me and my friends, he would get one of his games back. After he had finally gotten all of his games back he had actually warmed up to the idea of making new friends, and it was all thanks to me.

What's the Point?

This is my first blog entry, and throughout these entries I'm going to mention the different types of situations that arise when your roommate decides to partake in a long-distance relationship, and how to avoid some of the problems when they appear.

The whole point of college is to meet new people and to hopefully do well enough in school to have a good salary later on in life. To me, I don't see what the point of relationships are during college, because that means that you only allow yourself one person of the opposite sex, or possibly the same, to devote most of your time to. Obviously there are going to be exceptions like people that cheat on their significant others, but forget those tools for the time being. There are hundreds, or even thousands, of students that attend every university in the nation, so what is the point to get tied down in a relationship?

When my roommate informed me last semester that he had a girlfriend I was somewhat surprised. I've been friends with him for almost all of my life and I love the kid, but he really isn't a very good looking guy, which is why I was shocked. Be that as it may, I talked to him about how the two met and things of that nature when he uttered the words, "Oh, and by the way, she goes the University of Memphis." At this point, I was furious. He had pulled this same stunt the year before with a girl that went to Mississippi State University, and had made staying in a dorm with him a living hell. A few of the memories we had included him talking on the phone to his ex-girlfriend many hours of the day while I would be trying to study, as well as Skyping her at all hours of the night and basically just ruining my life. Little did I know, sophomore year was going to end up a lot like freshman year, and I don't mean that in a good way.