Can this be?

I'm sitting here in my room, all alone, listening to some Pachelbel, in silence. Silence is a wonderful thing to hear when it's not something you get very often. Why am I doing this, you may ask? Well, I will tell you. My roommates have moved out. I'll be moving in a few days, we're moving at different times because we're going different places. My roommates will be going to BMS (Basic Mechanical Skills), and I'm going to ATT. I don't know what it stands for but I know I'm going to learn about computers, which is a good thing, because I actually don't know all that much about them. [EDIT: I have been informed that ATT stands for Apprenticeship Technical Training.]
You may wonder if I am sad my roommates have left. The truth is, not really. They're good guys, and I'm sure there'll be times I miss them, but life is a casting off (props if you know who said that). Being in the Navy, I especially like that expression. As I was saying, they're good guys, but I like going to bed early, and they like staying up late. And I like good music; one of my roommate listens to lots of techno. Actually, it's only two or three different songs, but he listens to them a lot. Which is weird (weird is a weird word, it defies the "i" before "e" rule), considering how repetitive (and non-chord-changing) techno is. The other roommate agreed with me about the techno, which is cool. Not that I have anything against techno, but I can only take so much. So hear I am, no longer listening to Pachelbel, but bluegrass. That most definately would not have been tolerated, I'd have had to put on the headphones. Oh, and I'm not wearing pants.
-The Albatross