The Cannon

Intriguing, sure. I don't know if that was taken as a compliment or not, but it should be.

I'm Calgary now, and it's much like I expected. Maybe not the exact same to a tee, but pretty damn close. Much binge drinking/going out. Fun, but also repetitive.
I can't really explain my mood whilst I'm in Calgary. For the most part, it's the same. This surreal and dream-like state constantly flowing throughout each blur of a day. Whether the days meld together due to alcohol consumption or over-sleeping, I'll never know.

I can tell already that I am obviously the messiest person in my unit. Am I surprised?? No. I'm just thankful that Paige (My neighbour roomie; share a bathroom) is the second messiest. We seem to get along just fine.

Paige.

The first roomie I met was Paige. We share a bathroom, as well as the same hallway/sink. Her bedsided dresser is chalked full of condoms.

It's her first year, and you can tell that right off the bat. I'm not trying to sound as if I'm obviously the mature one of the group, because we all know different. She is just so wide-eyed and crazy. I love that about her, and could tell right away that we'd get along.
She recently turned 18 and is kinda ready to take advantage of that. I envy her in a way, because I wish the whole college situation was that new and exciting again.

Ashley.

Ahsley is 22, and from Wisconsin. She is a tiny brunette. Why this is relevant, who knows? I guess because that gives you a visual when I tell you that she is a real innocent.
She has a Wisconsin accent (Wiscansin, as she'd say), and covers her mouth in shock alot. She doesn't discuss sex and rarely uses curse words. It's funny, because whenever she does say something slightly vulgar, you kind of do a double-take in her direction.
She already has the boys lined up around the block.

Chelsey.

Chelsey was the last roomie I was introduced to. She's super nice, and the only one in our apt. with a boyfriend. I probably know her the least well, of the three, because she lives in Calgary and ocassionally goes home or out with her bf.
I have to admit though, there's something a little off. It's not terrible, just a little weird. The way she jokes around, maybe I'm sensing a dash of honesty in her voice. Regardless, I can't quite put my finger on what it is, and don't know if I will ever.


I figure I lucked out. No anal-retentive roomies this year, and for that I am thankful. Then again, no Carolyns this year either..which makes me extremely sad. I'll be forever grateful for my very first roommate.
I'm attempting to show everyone around campus a bit, and give them bus information, etc. I realize I won't be as helpful as Carolyn was for me, but I can try, right??