Boxes, Packing... one more time

One last time, the tubs are broken out and spewed across the living room and being filled with all of my stuff that I have acquired. My mattress is now in the living room along with all of my other belongings, with the exception of a couple things which are still in my room. My roommates have taken all of the futons, chairs, tv's, decorations, etc... since they have both, for the most part moved out. When I come home at night, for the next week, I am cut off from the world with the exception of my cell. Nevertheless, I am truly excited to know this is my last time moving apartments in Pullman- the next time I will be moving to the westside- which will be in December!
I thought I would take this time to reflect on the numerous roommates and places which I have stayed these past four years in Pullman...

Ah, freshman year I started out in Scott-Coman. As a freshman I thought I was smart, rooming with a friend from high school. It turned out to be a bad life choice. With the close quarters, as everybody else knows that you definitely get ot know a person quite quickly. You think you know a friend, but you truly don't know them until you live with them in a dorm. The friendship dissolved quickly and it might have been a good thing for the most part... well, in the long run.

That following semester freshman year I was hired as a resident advisor, thus meaning I was moving dorms- across campus I go. I pack up all my stuff and head to Gannon-Goldsworthy where it turns out it definitely changed my life- made me grow up a little faster than what I would have hoped for. However, I did meet a lot of friends who helped me throughout my time here at WSU. The single room was nice, it was a place to run to if I needed some alone time- mom was able to spend a couple nights with me when she came to visit; experience the dorm life. The room itself, like I said was nice, however, I don't think it was worth it with being a resident advisor, it might have been IF I had a better floor- who knows.

After that wonderful experience, I moved to Aspen Village during my entire sophomore year. A single bedroom apartment. Overall, it was a great apartment since it was all to myself and it was nice since it was new. I enjoyed the single since I was by myself, however, I did get lonely a little bit since it was so far away from all my friend. I enjoyed the independence and Brett was next door with Dan. I was able to go visit or drop by whenever I really felt like it. At the end of that year, I was ready for a roommate- to live with somebody. Maybe I wished for something I really did not want...

I moved during my junior year to an 4-bedroom apartment on-campus with a friend of a friend named Chantea, my friend Katrina, and a friend of a friend Jessica. Well, the day before school started Jessica was going to move in and then never showed, she decided to drop the lease without telling anybody. Katrina decided to take an internship for the first semester in Seattle, so she was gone. And then Chantea, well she had a fiance that was basically living with us. That was not a fun situation. The entire first semester was not the best situation, however, the second semester my friend Katrina moved back in- she was finished with her internship in Seattle. Things turned for the better. Katrina and I were able to lean on each other and eventually Chantea got too fed up (we guess) and she moved out. Even now, Katrina and I talk about moving back in as roommates once she gets back from Korea.

Finally, this past year for my senior year (part I) I moved into an apartment with a friend Megan and her friend Stephanie since she didn't have any other place to live, Megan convinced me to let her room with us. This was not my ideal situation, I have posted many blogs about roommate situations.

So for this last semester as a super senior (sounds like a superhero) I will be living with another Meggan. This time, however, she will not be living with me until September or so and we will be living in a townhouse. It will give us both more space, perhaps, it will be easier to live with as well. She is a good friend, so we will see how it goes. In the end, though, I am extremely optimistic that this will....

Those are the four and a half years wrapped up in a single blog!