what are the friggin chances

so caroline and i are at this umich alumni association thing in the boston-area; a sort of meet and greet for incoming freshman so they can see how cool us wolverines are. anyway, it's mostly just sitting around and eating burgers and hot dogs. i get talking w/ this girl. turns out she lived in VH4, my freshman year hall. i mean, that's weird enough. right? turns out, she lived in my room. MY ROOM. let's just say there was a a lot wigging out. i mean. there are appx 7000 frosh each year, and i run into the girl who lived in my room 2 years later. plus, her name was allison. blows my friggin mind.