I love my roommate.

I would be lost in the world without her. She knows everything about everything. Those two shots of cheap vodka she took at QU really did make her an alcohol connoisseur. Her poverty stricken life as the child of two doctors taught her a lot about the way the world really works. And now that she’s taken African American Studies AND Intro to LGBT Studies, she knows all about what its like to be oppressed.

I’ll never forget the day she let me know that she is always right. Now I know that I should be silent at all times because no one cares what I have to say. Thanks roommate!

The sexile is great too. When she got it on with the boy across the hall and I slept in the lounge, I was so proud.

I really like how she uses my stuff without asking. When she burns my CD’s, borrows my clothes and eats my food when I’m not in the room, it makes me so happy! I especially like it when she drinks the pickle juice out of my pickle jar. I’m so glad we share things so often.

She has great fashion sense too. Her wardrobe of Gap sweaters, designer jeans and hats made by small children in third world countries is so unique. I want to be just like her.

But the best thing about my roommate is how accepting she is of other people. She loves everyone- as long as you are an international student, a domestic student of color, an environmentalist or not a Catholic. If only everyone were so open minded, the world would be a better place. Roommate, you’re the best!