Chances

I'm going random roommate next year.

This could go any one of many ways. It could be a friendship, an acquaintance, a year of concealed drudgery or a complete disaster. Plenty of things I've read say, adamantly, don't go random.

But I'm going random roommate because I know it will work out for me.

I've made it through High school flying by the seat of my pants and I'm not about to change that. I can count the number of times it's wronged me on one hand. What someone sees as a fifty percent chance of something working in their favor looks more like a hundred percent to me.

I'm not going to change a thing and everything will be fine.