<p>Maybe you just don’t know their circumstances. Me? I didn’t want to talk to anyone at school, so I would spent time just going out by myself, spending time on my laptop, or sleeping. I did eat on campus, but my schedules didn’t really match with the few people that I actually did talk to. I just didn’t feel comfortable. I was going through a depression, thus went home every weekend that I could. I didn’t have anyone to turn to in a large school of 40,000+. I almost transferred out of my current school because I just wanted to be closer to home so I can just commute and have my family to support me.</p>
<p>So I guess I’m lame as well. I’ll just accept that. But if you knew all the crap I had to deal with during this past year, specifically the spring semester, then maybe you’d have a better understanding. I can’t speak for your roommates, but you don’t know what they are going through. And like someone said, count your lucky stars. You could have been stuck with messy, psycho, and/or disrespectful people.</p>