HFCS: effika’s blog

Again, here I go forgetting about this. Gomen!

Well anyway today I have for you another bit of things dealing with college. I got my room assignmnet… I’m in the international wing (yay!), with a roommate from Texas (huh? I thought they finally joined the Union and all that…). Now, it’s just us two to a 4-person suite, so we’ll have lots of privacy (hopefully). I’m not meaning to be ugly, but… she’s a ditz. She wrote me a letter in big looping letters and told me her favorite color was purple. And bragged about being 14th in her class (Not to be condescending… but good lord, you know? (I did graduate top of my class.)). She then told me most of her life story in looping letters, which included things like her playing flute and being in color gaurd. Band people will know what I mean… a flute-playing flag-waver isn’t usually somebody to become a good friend of a girl in low brass. It may be stereotypical but instrument classifications have never failed to at least give me a vague impression of a person. She tried to explain various things in her letter but stopped due to the fact that it was too complicated for her to understand. Eek.

Quite different from the letter I sent her. Typed up in a formal style, very business like. Thank goodness she’s rushing. She seems the chatty type a sorority will love. I bet the band fraternity’s sister sorority will eat her up. Hopefully I’ll get somebody who doesn’t write in big loopy letters “Oh I hope you don’t hate PURPLE!!!!” (I don’t, for the record. In the right shades it’s quite lovely.)

Maybe I’m being harsh. Now, I’m certain she’s a nice girl. No doubt about that. She really seems like an all-around decent human being. But I doubt I’ll be able to discuss very deep things with her.