Disappearing Act.

Yesterday, around 1 P.M., I was taking a nap in my dorm room. Alex Ball had left just a few hours before and I was finally catching up on sleep. I woke up to a knock at the door. "Fuck that, I'm not answering it." I thought to myself. Then I heard a key go into the door. This is quite peculiar because 1. the door was unlocked and 2. no one has a key but me. I figured I was dreaming.

A kid who I'm assuming was a fellow first year comes in and sheepishly introduces himself as "JP" and tells me that he is my new roommate. He seems pretty shy but also quite happy to be there. Being the antithesis of a normal person I grumbled a "nice to meet you" and then told him that he couldn't move in until I had cleaned the room. He told me he had class till 6:30 or so, and would that be enough time to clean. I said "Absolutely," and he left. I went back to sleep.

When I awoke a few hours later, fully energized, I realized I had some serious cleaning to do. I knew this day would come, but I had no idea it would be this abrupt. Combine that with the Hurricane Alex Ball that had wrecked my room the few days prior and I was in for some heavy duty tidying up. I spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning, until my class at 6:30. I also grabbed a bite to eat with my mom, who was in town for a few hours to see a specialized doctor.

So, 6:30 came and went and still no roommate. I went on some adventures that night and returned to my room at 3:00 A.M. Still no roommate. I woke up this morning at 8. No roommate. I went to class, slept through my 2:00 class and he still hadn't arrived. It is now 24 hours after he was supposed to come back and I haven't heard a word. Nothing from my R.A., I haven't seen him around campus, None of his stuff is here. I don't know what to make of it.

I think I might be going crazy.