Before entering college, I was invited to spend a couple of weeks in the dorms to get a feel of what it would be like to actually live and study on campus.
There were a handful of people that I knew from school in the program and I decided to be a roommate of one of the guys that I had known the longest. On our first night, we had a small party to celebrate being in the program. There was alcohol, weed, and dancing, but I was only interested in the dancing and stayed away from the hard liquor and herb. I clocked out at around 12 am because we needed to wake up early the next day for orientation, and I last saw my roommate enjoying the booze and the girls.
Later that night, I saw my roommate creep into his bed and soon he feel asleep, to which I followed. I got up about 30 an hour before orientation and got ready. A few minutes late, my roommate woke up and I was surprised when I saw him.
All over his face and arms were words and images that were etched with a sharpie marker. He hadn't realized it, but I was laughing so hard that I nearly hit my head on the side of a drawer. I directed him to a mirror, as he was a little hang over, and he started cursing because he was afraid of having all this stuff visible during orientation.
Luckily, a damp towel was enough to clean the sharpie off, though it left the towel in a bit mess. As he went to make his bed, we soon notice a bigger mess in his sheets. A lot of the ink from the sharpie pen was all over the sheets, completely staining them into a lot of dark spots from him tossing and turning while he slept. We quickly put the sheets to be washed and it then became someone else's problem.
For the rest of the program, my roommate did not have a drop of alcohol, nor did he trust anyone else in the program.
There were a handful of people that I knew from school in the program and I decided to be a roommate of one of the guys that I had known the longest. On our first night, we had a small party to celebrate being in the program. There was alcohol, weed, and dancing, but I was only interested in the dancing and stayed away from the hard liquor and herb. I clocked out at around 12 am because we needed to wake up early the next day for orientation, and I last saw my roommate enjoying the booze and the girls.
Later that night, I saw my roommate creep into his bed and soon he feel asleep, to which I followed. I got up about 30 an hour before orientation and got ready. A few minutes late, my roommate woke up and I was surprised when I saw him.
All over his face and arms were words and images that were etched with a sharpie marker. He hadn't realized it, but I was laughing so hard that I nearly hit my head on the side of a drawer. I directed him to a mirror, as he was a little hang over, and he started cursing because he was afraid of having all this stuff visible during orientation.
Luckily, a damp towel was enough to clean the sharpie off, though it left the towel in a bit mess. As he went to make his bed, we soon notice a bigger mess in his sheets. A lot of the ink from the sharpie pen was all over the sheets, completely staining them into a lot of dark spots from him tossing and turning while he slept. We quickly put the sheets to be washed and it then became someone else's problem.
For the rest of the program, my roommate did not have a drop of alcohol, nor did he trust anyone else in the program.