I'm not sure mine ever went to class. I still have memories of the reflections of the games bouncing off the walls as I tried to sleep. He did have a subscription to playboy that kept on coming after he got kicked out and he told me not to forward to his house because he didn't need to get into more trouble, so I guess that was nice??? Eh, the fact that I had the room to myself second semester made the sleepless first semester worth it. Much better than the first roommate who ran away from school the week before finals because he couldn't face his family to tell them he was failing.