my life is somewhat; uneventful. My days and nights are spent with my friends: roommates at home. Whether we are doing homework, taking tests, watching movies or having dance out parties, or whether it is a week night or a weekend; it's all the same. Oh, and we eat the whole time. But the point is, my world is rather small. I love it dearly; but there's not much to report on. It's hard to describe the kinky relationship Becca and Alisa have about Jessica; the dramatic one that they laugh at or about because they don't know her well enough to understand the reasoning behind her uniqueness. They've been turned off by differences that they could probably understand if given more time. But I don't think they see that.
It's hard to convey exactly how it feels when becca zings you with her cold sarcasm and you learn: don't bother becca when she's stressed.
It's unbelievably wonderful when you've got papers to write, tests to study for, tedious mountains of homework due, your brain feels like it's about to explode, and becca says "do you want me to make you some mac & cheese?". The relief and love you feel in that moment; is wonderful. We may get snippy with each other, we may laugh our heads off when one of us chokes on our spit, or has heart burn or serious farting issues. We may not understand why on earth Jessica's food seems to "go bad" three times faster than everyone else's, how Alisa stomachs hot dogs plain and cold, why I stick marshmallows and chocolate chips in my pb&j's when my mouth gets bored, or why we all get terribly giddy when Jonathan and Racheal do cute twitterpated things together; but we love each other. In our weird, estrogen filled temperamental way. And when we're all crammed into one twin bed watching a chick flick, swooning over how romantic the main man is, and someone mentions how awesome we are going to be as old ladies in 60 odd years; your heart just smiles. And it doesn't matter that your friday night was spent in the testing center and you came home to a bunch of women to play boggle, or that your mind is always in homework mode, or that the highlight of your day could be finding an unopened bag of gummie worms in your underwear drawer. Life is pretty stinkin fantastic. Feeling nerdy and fat and tired and unshowered with five girls that you'd call sisters. Sharing laughing episodes, wardrobes, rice a roni, toilet paper and shower time. My small world is a wonderful one.
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Isn't it great? A boring life is so incredibly full sometimes.
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