How Chelsie met Katie: I met Katie my first day in university in September 2002 when she burst into my room, declaring that she HAD to meet the new girls who were living in her old room. That was I, and my first roommate. Like husbands, I thought it was trendy to have multiple roommates. Katie decided to follow me everywhere and teach me all about campus. I think she liked me best because I had the same side of the room that she had (I think…). She was tall, so I could find her so easily, especially when lost in Ikea a few days later. She also lived two doors down from my first room and I might have just migrated to her room because she also had a television and VCR, and lots of movies. At least I didn’t hide in her room like my friend Joeline did. She also commissioned me to paint the corkboard on her door.
How Chelsie met Sarah: Sarah was a friend of Katie’s and I met her in Katie’s room, maybe a couple days into my first year at university in September 2002. She had this awesome inflatable couch, and a poster of her boyfriend (Chris Martin). Being gullible I totally believed her (I also didn’t know who Chris Martin was, questioning this poster boyfriend might make me sound like an undesirable potential friend, and I didn’t want to burn any bridges). Sarah, Katie and I watched a movie in Sarah’s room on her fancy DVD player and television (she had lot of DVD’s) – so we were destined to be friends. I’m starting to see a trend here. We ordered lots of midnight pizza and pitas together and watched movies in her room.
How Chelsie met Millie: It was the last day of classes or exams of my first year of university, April 2003. We lived in an all girls’ residence and it was an unseasonably hot day. Katie and I, and maybe some other people, brought a couch from the common area outside to the driveway to sit in the sun. Millie was there too, Katie already knew her from choir. We went to get soft serve ice cream and some of us didn’t have enough money left on our meal plan I think Katie paid because she had lots on her meal plan. Or maybe it was I. I asked Millie for her email address and she totally blew me off. I didn’t see her again until Fall 2003 when we were Orientation Volunteers together and lived nearby in a townhouse complex. That is when we hung out all the time.
Wait, Millie blew off Chelsie? Does anyone know why?
Oh, you know Millie. Always so rude
I remember hanging out with her, and the ice cream run, but I have no memory of blowing her off, and I can’t imagine why I would’ve. Maybe shyness?
Hey, I don’t even remember our previous encounters, so I can’t blame you! That’s just how I remember it – and that doesn’t mean much. I’m sure it was nothing personal, or forgetting and whatnot.