My freshman roommate was obsessed with Celine Dione. A bunch of us were watching WWF wrestling one night and one guy saw my roommate’s Celine Dione poster and said,”I wish the Rock (he’s a wrestler) would put ‘the Rock Bottom’ (the Rock’s signature move) on Celine Dione. My roommate, who could literally bench press 450lbs, picked the guy up by his throat and screamed at the guy to never talk that way about Celine Dione again. The rest of us were rolling on the floor laughing too hard to help the poor guy. He didn’t come to any more WWF watching parties.
He moved.
Next roommate was the most flamboyant gay man in the world who turned our room into a hairdresser's shop. He attempted to take over the entire damned room. By far one of the most inconsiderate person I have ever met.
He moved.
Third and last Freshman year roommate was one of the thousands of Lebanese students sent to the US by the Hareri Foundation. He was a couple years older than me, Muslim, could drink me under the table.
He learned English so fast and studied very hard. One of the best people I have ever known and was very proud to call him a friend.
We lost touch and I miss him to this day. Hope things turned out for him and the other top notch Lebanese people I came to know through him.