My freshman roommate was awesome
I had never lived with another black chick besides my sister
I was really nervous due to harsh criticism by blacks in high school
When I met her, she was gorgeous and used to ballet
[she'd walk around our room on her toes all of the time]
I was in awe of her and her friends[so were the guys]
I had never been to a club where mostly black people were
And she took me. . .and I fell in love with hip-hop and reggae
Plus, we never had to stand in line because they would let us in
Her friends would do stuff for me because I was her roommate
Her parents would send us both food and stuff
She let me use her computer and TV
When we argued, it was more like talking loudly to prove a point
[and usually it was over my boyfriend who was a complete a*]
She made me love myself because all through high school I was picked on because I talked proper and liked white boys
She let me know that I could be all of that and still socialize with black people[i thought i was ostracized]
And to find her dead was the most devastating thing to my college career[R.I.P. KRT]
I dropped out for a year and a half
And I refused to move into a dorm
But I had the most fun with her and loved her to death. . .
Last edited by White_Chocolate; 06-04-2003 at 04:00 PM.
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