Keep in touch with my gooch dillard suitemates, but my uva sports group chat were the suitmates of. two guys I went to high school with (who funny enough dont give a shit about UVA sports and also just keep in touch with them barely) in Dungle jungle
My first year roommate was almost kicked out for smoking weed and damaging property in the room next door from ours. He also was drunk most of the time and was on academic probation our second semester because he dropped so many classes first semester, he only had 9 credits. At one point he decided that putting vegetable oil in his hair would stop the dandruff when he was drunk one night. He then proceeded to not change his sheets for at least a month sleeping in the saturated olive oil.
I had the greatest 1st yr roommate ever. He showed up at 9 or 10pm on move-in day, dropped off a TV, PS2 and a DVD player. Put some sheets on the bed and bounced. He spent maybe 2 nights in the room the entire year and the most time we spent together was in a Philosophy class my 2nd year.
Now a guy on my hall 1st year I’m not sure the 2 of us talked the entire first semester outside of playing a few games of Madden, but then we started calling each other “bitch” on AOL Instant messenger over that Christmas break. We’ve been friends every since were in each others wedding and he’s about the only person from my class that I speak with on a regular basis to this day. He’s also @DFresh11 mentor about AI
My roommate, myself and 3 others would go up to randomly serenade the girls on the 4th floor of our dorm Woody with terrible a capella… we called ourselves Spontaneous Woody
Oh, wow. I was in a rare triple first year, with Jay and I sharing a room and Doug in the tiny other room. Jay and I could not have been more different. I was as nerdy as possible, smart, but really disorganized. Jay was a serious athlete, but also 100% knew he wasn’t particularly smart but was incredibly disciplined, hardworking, and did great in his classes. Jay wasn’t from NJ, but may as well have been and and was more cartoon character than human being. You’d be talking to a professor, and he’d greet you from -00 yards away by yelling about how loudly your mom was screaming his name last night.
Anyway, jay and I got along great. We had nothing in common, but somehow totally got each other. When i had gf trouble, I talked to him first, when he was cut from varsity and the JV coach (who he didn’t get along with) told him he wouldn’t be starting, he and I had a long, emotional conversation about what he wanted to do and his ultimate decision to stop playing sports.
I wouldn’t say we’re close, but we do get in touch every few years, if only briefly.
Doug, the super nice if a little bland piano playing distance runner was weirdly disliked by both of us as neither of us could ever figure out what actually made him tick.
My first year roommate remains among my closest friends. He lives in Charlottesville and was one of the resons my daughter decided on UVa. Fun memory playing cards on laundry night, Drunk vs. Stoned, until later in the year it just became Stoned vs. Stoned.