The weekend before Thanksgiving break, Linda and I went to go have dinner at Market Square.
Linda brought one of her friends, a new student from China, Andrew. Initially, I planned for us to eat
dinner with Mary Lauren and our friend Megan, but Market Square was pretty busy, and we could
not find a table to fit all of us. Linda, Andrew, and I finally found a table, marked our territory with
our school ID’s and backpacks, and went to get food.
Honestly, whenever I go to the BLUU, I pretty much always resort to pizza. Unlike the
“Cookhouse” section of the BLUU that is consistently busy and has a quality range of mildly edible
to “Are they honestly serving this,” the pizza section of the BLUU never has a line, and the quality
of the pizza is consistently tolerable. I don’t like surprises. Linda and Andrew both had rice and
chicken, which is the most similar dish to something they’d have back home, they reported.
As we sat down and began to eat our meals, we began to talk about the residence halls we live
in. Both Linda and Andrew live in Waits hall. I told them I knew Terrul, who is an RA in Waits and
coincidentally in Literature and Civilizations II. We began discussing room mate situations. Linda
explained that she adores her American room mate. Inclusive and sweet, Linda’s room mate has
made Linda’s year at TCU enjoyable. Her room mate often invites her to go out to eat with her
friends. I told them both about my living situation from my freshman year.
I was in Moncrief hall in a forced triple: our room was intended for two people, but because
TCU was beginning the Great Housing Crisis, three freshmen were crammed into one room. Ashley
and Connie were lovely room mates. Connie is actually an international student from Taiwan, and so
I related to Andrew and Linda about how I am somewhat familiar with some struggles faced by
international students. Although I was skeptical at first about living with not one, but two girls, I
enjoyed my time in our forced triple, and am extremely thankful I got to know Connie and Ashley.
Andrew, on the other hand, is apparently having a pretty rough time with his room mate.
Although he did not get too specific, Andrew said his room mate is not courteous at all. I suggested
to Andrew that he talk with a resident assistant about it, and he said that he hadn’t even met his RA
yet.
We were finishing up our meals, and all three of us cohesively sighed as we noted the busy
couple of days we had before us before Thanksgiving. We decided it was time to be productive, and
began to pack our things up. We all wished each other a happy Thanksgiving, and decided that we
should get frozen yogurt soon at Sweet Frog.
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