Still need to do some catchup. Ha and still don't want to fully face Provo reality. So, get ready to hear about my phantom roommates.
I moved in that Thursday, saw everyone's stuff, but no one to be seen. I'm thinking, "Well, I'm sure they'll be around later tonight." Nope. (I didn't spend the night in my apartment until Saturday night, FYI.) The next day when I went to the apartment to unpack stuff, nothing had been moved. Everything looked exactly the same.
I didn't meet a single roommate--in fact, I don't think anyone else besides me had even been in the apartment--until Saturday afternoon, when I met Springville-native Caroline. I was beginning to doubt my roommates' very existence.
I spent Saturday night in the apartment all by myself. Sunday morning as I was tearfully bidding my parents farewell for a second time (they needed to drop off some medical documents), another roommate came in. (What a great way for her to meet me the first time: Hi, I'm Charlotte, your emotionally dysfunctional roommate who sometimes experiences severe homesickness.) Her name is Megan, and she's my room roommate. She just returned from a mission to California and is an international relations major.
We were the only two who spent the night in our apartment that night. Two roommates accounted for (Caroline and Megan), but the third was still a ghost. . . . I think it was Tuesday night when I came home and saw a blond girl on the couch with a boy. "Oh, you must be Mel! Hi, I'm Charlotte." I didn't get too enthusiastic of a response. She's nice. I guess. Not incredibly friendly, but whatever. She's engaged and is getting married in December.
This week, it's felt like Megan and I are the only ones who live in the apartment. Caroline is never there, and Mel is there only at night really. (Mel's fiance is really nice, as a side note. She's friendliest when they're together.) So sure I've met all my roommates, but two of them are still phantom-esque. I've never lived in an apartment with such a basic "coexistence" dynamic, so this is an adjustment. I think that Megan and I will be friends, but on the whole, this semester is just different.
Oops--I'm getting too close to blogging about my adjustment-filled-sometimes-lonely-emotional-roller-coaster-let's-just-listen-to-Harry-Potter-instead reality.
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10 comments:
I'm sorry it's been rough. Let me know if you ever need a friend :)
Once again, I can hear Aunt Patricia..."You never know, it can be really exciting...but then again,it could be really bad!
I'm sure it will get better.
Oh, dee!
Engaged people aren't usually too friendly with their roommates in my experience. I guess they figure they've got all the socializing they need. It always reminds me of Cake's song "World of Two."
My husband just said that you should name your blog "Charlotte's Web." How's that for a double meaning? It made me laugh.
Apparently this can happen in Provo. You know my cousin Kim? Yea, she NEVER sees her roommates. It is a bit strange though, that's for sure:)
After reading Emily's post first, I have to say that at least phantom roommates don't leave dirty dishes in the sink! Glass half-full--okay? Love you.
The phantom roommate situation is rather strange, but perhaps it will end up being nice to have the place to yourself a lot. Your friends are still at BYU right? Is Emily's place walkable from yours? Things will get better.
Your post make me laugh out loud. So witty.
I wish that things were better, I wish that I could help...somehow.
A note about roommates: I was once the engaged roommate and the "my parents house is 20 minutes away" roommate. Don't be too rough on them. Just be glad the aren't there! I am sure you'll find a new friend in the strangest of places in your ward. I know I always did!
Good luck. Be happy. Love you!
p.s. I am finding that a life filled with listening to HP is not all bad... :)
sorry *made*
Phantom roommates just might be better than messy roommates! Or annoying ones. And yes, engaged roommates aren't the most social (I remember from experience)...
I'm with Michelle phantom roommates are better than messy roommates. I had phantom roommates as long as you have good friends elsewhere, like you do its not too bad.
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