I was so worried about living with strangers when I came to college. Like when I tell you I was terrified about coming to a PWI and not knowing who I was going to be room with. Freshman year, I was petrified because I didn't know anyone at all and I would be on my own for the first time. Like truly on my own in the sense that I'm away from home and I would have no clue if I would be rooming with a crazy person or someone who could be a friend for life.
So here comes sophomore year and I have my roommate from freshman year and we shared one side of the apartment, while the other side had randoms. So as long as I had one person I knew, I would be fine. I think the main thing I learned so far is that I can't live alone but I also have a hard time sharing my space with others, more so if I don't like them.
My first summer here at NC State, of course, I had randoms. Complete randoms. I felt a little apprehensive when it came to actually talking with them. So for the entire summer, I barely spoke to them. I already knew I wasn't going to like them and I wasn't trying to make friends because, at the time since I didn't have Riki, I didn't want to be friends with more people just to lose them.
But oh, here comes junior year and I'm living with randoms. Fortunately, it's only three of us living here in Wolf Ridge Apartments. I love these girls. I didn't think that I would actually like my roommates and that we would bond as much as we did. We have movie nights and we even go out to eat together. Like we have deep conversations that can take any turn, but we don't judge each other and we just make sure that everyone is okay. I'm going to be so sad when next year comes and I might not be living with them again. Since I don't fully know their plans for the next year, I'm going to enjoy the time I have left with them and vice versa (I hope).