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My roomate was my best freind from high school. She was going through Rush and Band camp (for marching band) the week we moved in, so I hardly saw her. After she pledged a house, she was still undecided about whether or not to move in to the House or stay in the dorm. A couple days after Bid day, I pledged my house and over labor day weekend, when whe was back home for the weekend, decided to move into my House. When she came back, she decided to move as well, but we didn't do it for 3 weeks. But over those three weeks, it was hell. We were so close that we knew how to press each other's buttons, and we'de do it all the time. By the time we moved to our houses, we were ready to kill each other. Luckily, it was just the living together that had riled us up. Living apart we were fine, and we lived right across the alley from one another, so it was a 30 sec walk to see each other.
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