One of my biggest frustrations in Paris was that my roommate and I were on different schedules and I lived about 45 minutes from all my friends. I hated coming home to an empty apartment at the end of the night. As someone put it, you can take the girl out of the sorority house, but you can’t take the sorority house out of the girl.
So, it’s a little ironic that my first night back in College Park for the year, I have to sleep alone because my roommate won’t be moving in until Friday. But I can survive two nights, since it won’t be a problem after that.