So this next story is actually about the same roommate. She was entertaining! Although it didn't seem like it at the time. Especially when I woke up late at night to "Barbie Girl" But now I can laugh about it.
So when I lived down in St. George I spent a lot of time with my friend Danny. One day he told me that he thought my roommate was stocking him. I wasn't sure I believed it so I asked him why he thought that. He told me that on campus everywhere he turned, there she was. She had also shown up at his house for some unknown reason. Well I am pretty sure that I didn't tell anyone of Danny's suspicions. A couple days later my roommate came up to me and said "So Danny thinks I am stocking him huh?" I was at a loss for words because, AHHHH how did she know that if she wasn't?