The Veil

My ex-roommates. I lived with them. And apparently, that's all I did. I didn't make any impressions in our time together.

Sophomore Year Suitemate

Moi: Didn't we take [Johnson's marvelous Urban Soc class] together?
Mao Bilbao: Yeah! Isn't that how we met?
Moi: How we met!? We were living together that year!

Sophomore Year Roommate

Rio: Where're you guys heading?
Susan et Moi: Class.
Rio: Now?! At night?! That's so weird.
(Pause to explain to Rio and Lisa that there are plenty of classes offered between the hours of 6:30-9:30PM most nights of the week.)
Moi: It's really not that weird. I take an evening class every year. In fact, I had one when we roomed together.
Rio: REALLY!? I did not know that.

Freshman Year Roommate

Susan: So I was talking to Nick the other day and he said that you won some English award?
Moi: Um... yeah, that was a long time ago though.
Susan: How come I didn't know about this?
Moi: I don't know. It was when we were roommates freshman year. (Also when we were in the same English class together)

Freshman and Sophomore Year Roommates, Together

Susan: Since when're you a lefty?
Moi: I've always been a lefty? And check this out-
(Start writing with right hand to show off...)
Susan: Did you know that she's a lefty?
Rio: No. Oh wait, now she's writing with her right hand. Ooh, maybe she's ambidexterous.
Moi: I am ambidexterous!

(To be fair, I've had two or more classes together with all of these roommates, classes where we've sat together and where I've taken notes by them, with my left hand, day after day, week after week, but apparently, all for vain.)