Well, I survived my first two weeks of dorm life!
My roommates moved in on the 3rd (my first post was a little late, sorry about that). Boy oh boy, has this been one hell of an amazing and eye-opening adventure!
I have so much to tell y’all, but I’ll start with my initial impressions of the guys, as promised. Sean’s a political science major. He loves expressing his viewpoints, but he avidly avoids conflicts. He’s a huge dork and consistently invents ridiculous and humorous phrases, like “buffalbro” from my previous post and “oloy hashtag!” Which, of course, is just #YOLO backwards.
Brendan is a total sports buff. He sleeps with a baseball and can recite at least twenty players’ names for every major American sport. He’s hypermasculine and self-conscious and, to be honest, I’m not entirely comfortable around him. He doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s not always appropriate. More about that later.
Matt is an absolute sweetheart. Something about his demeanor is calming. He’s quick to include everyone in a conversation or activity. He’s also very inquisitive. The questions he asks are always motivated by the intention to better himself through the expansion of knowledge. And his mother makes a mean eggplant parmesan, which Matt was kind enough to bring back for us after he went home last weekend!
Move-in went smoothly for all of us. Once everyone was settled, we discussed rules. It became apparent that we mesh well together: we’re all fairly neat, respectful of each other’s belongings and space, and we’re on the same page about guest privileges and other dorm-related stuff. We’re off to a good start!
Of course, boys will be boys, and one of the first rules established was in regards to “personal time.” In more explicit language, we now have a code word that reserves the room for fucking. It’s been employed four times already. The code word has become the running joke for all of the men on my floor. We’re trend-setters!
The four of us have grown surprisingly comfortable with each other over the past two weeks. Matt and Brendan even pee with the door open and continue to converse while doing so. Ew. When we first got here, it seemed like they were attempting to assert their masculinity, but we’ve done a lot together since then that has contributed to the laid-back atmosphere we’re enjoying now. It’s bro central here. I learned how to play Call of Duty and blow up zombies in Left for Dead, we play pool and “hall sports” (tonight’s was baseball!), and we frequently have philosophical discussions over my new favorite drink, Jack and Coke.
Speaking of alcoholic beverages, we have quite a reputation already. Looks like that image from my first post wasn’t so far from reality! A few days after we arrived, we heard about some people referring to us as “the frat boys of the eighteenth floor,” so, naturally, we responded by declaring our room a frat house. We gave ourselves a slogan and Greek letters based on our initials and made a nice welcome sign for our door. You’re now reading about the adventures of one of the brothers of Sigma Beta Mu² (ΣΒΜ²)! Our slogan: Upto Fuckto, which, according to a not-so-sober Matt, is the Latin translation of “zero fucks given.”
My roommates (or should I call them brothers?) are very chill. They opened up a dialogue about the fluidity of sexuality, and I felt safe enough to tell them about my own sexual orientation. They were, and continue to be, very respectful, though Brendan seems to be a little uncomfortable with the idea that I’m into men. However, he has been put in check by one of the other guys every time he makes a homophobic comment, so I’m hoping he’ll come around.
I am having a blast. I love these guys (yes, even Brendan) and I am beyond stoked to see how the rest of the year plays out. Thus far, I’ve made a bunch of new friends, saw Andy Grammer and Train in concert, went on a friend-date with a lovely lesbian, learned that “Voltaire” is actually a pen name, and successfully pulled several all-nighters. Welcome back to college life!
I’m going to wrap up this post by saying that this is, by far, the best time of my life. Despite the continued reluctance of many loved ones, I am so happy that I made this decision because I know in my head and my heart that I made it for me. I can’t tell y’all how much your support and encouragement means to me. I appreciate it more than I can say.
And, on a more humorous note, I feel the need to inform you that my brothers and I don’t go to sleep without playing Katy Perry’s “Wide Awake.” The men of ΣΒΜ² are breaking all kinds of manly stereotypes.