I stared at the clock ticking on the wall, counting the seconds until the hour hand moves. Nothing seemed more interesting apparently. I felt sick to the core, having a hard time trying to erase the previous afternoon from my head. The thought of having to spend a reasonable time of my life with an arch-enemy had never crossed my mind in my entire life of existence. I felt as though God was punishing me for some unknown sin I've committed or maybe this was life playing tricks at me. When the issue of roommates came up, my only fear was having to share a room with a guy, or a tiny bathroom with the entire floor. However, the unexpected turn of events was nothing I was prepared for.