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My first roommate ever was the the most annoying guy I've ever met. From day one he went on and on about soccer and how he was the greatest player at his high school and how he knew everything about the game. I had played in Jr. High and that was it. One day he asks me to play a little and the little bastard couldn't get the ball from me once. I'm not bragging about my skills, I really have none, he was just blowing smoke. I also found out later that he picked his favorite soccer team solely on the color of their jerseys...... come on!
A few weeks later he became convinced that I was going after this girl he liked. This girl that he had met once. This girl that I had never even seen before. He was convinced we were having an affair. He threatened to jump out of the window(of our 1st floor room) and I told him to go ahead.
He moved out awhile later and stole my favorite CD, which became his favorite CD after I played it for him the first time.
My last roommate was great. He slept while I was at class. I slept while he was out studying. Neither of us ever lost sleep because of the other one. One night after a week in which he had a midterm in every class he did get very drunk and while he tried to get changed to sleep he fell onto my bed and fell sound asleep in the most uncomfortable position I have ever seen. It was okay, he had done laundry that day and washed his sheets so I slept in his bed. That was the worst of him.
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