I think college is my last childhood, and I really cherish it, fearing that it will be fleeting. The first love in my life was also talked about here, which was really wonderful; The friends in the dormitory are generally good, but there are still great roommates in the dormitory. We will live together for four years, neither too long nor too short. There are really many experiences. I'll tell you what the experience is.

One: Very angry. This wonderful roommate sits under the bed and watches variety shows every time he goes to bed at noon. She has two hours' rest at noon, and the allowed rest time is only half an hour. Even in college, she needs a rest. Lunch break is the best rest time in a day, and half an hour at noon can be equal to three hours at night. I don't know about other roommates, but I have to rest at noon every day, otherwise I will be particularly listless in the afternoon. And I, a great roommate, didn't speak loudly when she was watching variety shows (so quiet at noon, but so loud), and she also smiled (loudly, but unconsciously). My other roommates said that she only changed it for a few seconds, and then it reappeared in a solid state, which really made me angry. I didn't sleep well several times, and then I thought of a countermeasure: she played the sound.

Two: I really feel tired. Every time she does something and someone else does something, she keeps talking. It's really annoying, and I'm really tired.

In fact, not thinking about her every day is really happy.