Well my actual first roommate was my little brother Tim. We roomed together at my house in Monroe, CT. between the years 1993-1996. Now let me tell you we had some baller times in that room. The good times consisted of playing farm, telling stories, having stuffed animal wars and spying on people after we went to sleep. Yea we were pretty much secret agents (we took down some serious "commie" babysitters in our day).
Okay so fast forward eleven years and enter Josh. Whoever assigned us together to room in the infamous Jefferson 1st (nine kids got kicked out first semester, may they rest in peace), must have thought they were playing a sick joke. You see besides our love for sports and women Josh and I were total opposites. I am tall, Josh is short. I have light hair, Josh has dark hair. I wear tennis shoes, Josh wears his Air Force Ones. The list could go on and on. When we were assigned to live with each other we did naturally what any full blooded eighteen year old would do, FACEBOOK FRIEND REQUEST! It was love at first chat.
When Josh moved in on August 23, 2007. I had already been there for about week because of football. Relieved to finally have a friend, I was excited to meet him in person. I believe his first words were along the lines of, "Sup, you see dem hotties outside." Josh didn't have my awkward problem, well he sort of did, but he wasn't shy of other people like me. Some of my first memories with him consisted of some drunk girl trying to break into our room at three in the morning our first week and Josh yelling, "GET THE F**K OUT B**CH." The good times would roll on from there. These good times consisted of pouring cold water on people in the shower, stealing towels, and playing intense video games with each other. But that tom foolery is just the start of our two year adventure.
Some of my fondest memories of Josh consist walks from the JC to the Park. These walks were fun filled and often dangerous. Fun, like the one time Josh managed to high five every girl on the way back followed by, "Do you want to be my friend?" (More said no then yes). The danger came during the ice storm. Josh stole a tray from the JC and began sliding on the ice. Well attempting to slide. He ate it most of the time. (I have full videos of the slides on my facebook). His best slide consisted of him slipping off of the tray, hitting a rail and flipping into the bushes. It was something out of the best crashes of the X-Games (for those who care, he wasn't hurt).
Our relationship was one closeness. We took care of each other. Like the one night when I came back "hamboned" drunk and said I wanted chicken fingers from Ikes! Well Josh obliged and only after I hit my head on my bed and passed out did they arrive. Like a good roommate Josh woke me up, I ate my chicken tenders brushed my teeth and went to bed. Josh and I had different sleep patterns. I was a morning bird, he was a night owl, so he liked to stay up later than me. He had good times while I was asleep. One time we managed to duck tape our entire bunk (I was on the bottom in the man cave) trapping me in. Or the time he managed to convince a drunk girl to come into bed with me while I was asleep. I woke up freaked out and angry. I should have thanked him.
They are so many more memories we had together, but just not enough lifetime to explain them all. However sad now that Josh's time here at Mason has come to an end. The "MAN" here at Mason kicked him out. I believe he was wronged, his patriotweb doesn't back that fact up. You only get on first roommate in this world and I got the best damn one.
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