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OK so yesterday, we had a basketball game, and we lost. It really stinks. Anyways, I only shot 6 for 24, and 4 for 8 from the line. For those of you who are stat junkies, that is 40 points that I didn't score. We only lost by 5. Of course we were down 18 with 4 minutes left and we scored 23 points in that time, which is good for us, but we didn't win so it doesn't matter.
Of course now comes the story. I have two new roommates this semester. One has pretty much slept the whole time he has been here, the other well I will just tell the story and you will figure it out. Last night after the game I decide that I need to go and get some food. I leave my room, and my roommate decides that he is going with me. I didn't invite him, and he really didn't ask. On the way to Taco Bell, he asks the great question "Are you buying dinner tonight." I just met this guy. I really am kind of upset at this point. First I didn't invite him to come along, then he tells me that I am paying for him. Come on, we haven't spoken more than 15 words between each other. If you really want some food, get some money and get yourself to Taco Bell. If I would have invited you, and you said you had no money, then maybe I would offer to pay for you, but if you just decide that you are coming along, don't be begging for a handout, pay for yourself. Anyways, it just frustrates me, because he said he would get me back, but I have a strange suspicion that he won't. Oh well that just frustrates me, and I am sure that there are millions in the world who have a similar story. So really I am just being redundant.