“….And Eight Hit Bitches Walk By…”

Day 6 - I’ve had interesting roommates/floormates my two years living at STJ. Freshmen year…… Well it started with the “St. Vincent Vixens.” The term was coined by one girl and then hyped up by another. Looking back at it, it was stupidly retarded. There was no one, myself included, that resembled a ‘Vixen.’ We were just the loud, typical black and ghetto group. I got kicked out and in retrospect, that was the best rejection of my life. I loved my roommates, Mo and Alicia. I think it’s because we got along so well. Granted we said 8 words a week to each other, everything just worked. We were pretty much the only room with no conflict, no violations, no drama. We were amazing together. Now, I’m an RA so I live with some rambunctious ass freshmen. But they will never top my year. Never.