I actually have a lot of random topics I'd like to talk about, but
because she is so delightful and important to me, I decided to dedicate blog
number three to my roommate. :)
To preface this all, I have been incredibly blessed in the
roommate situation I've been put in for the last year and a half. Alyssa has
been my roommate since the beginning of freshman year, and as far as I can
tell, we're still going to be roommates when we are in our last semester of
senior year.
Alyssa is a forensic accounting major. She loves kitties and I don’t
know if anything else can quite get that adoring reaction out of her; it is a
sight to behold. She plays tennis, though before college she also played soccer
and swam. I’m thoroughly impressed by her athletic prowess; unfortunately that
makes work outs with her full of nasty things like planks. She’s incredibly
smart, and she plays the piano beautifully. If she were in 18th
century England, I’m quite sure she’d be considered an accomplished woman. Though,
I guess, not entirely publicly acceptable, what with the sports and being as
smart as or smarter than most guys. Oh, well. J
I actually knew Alyssa before college. We were part of a Bible
quizzing team all through high school together and went to some of the same
co-ops (oh, we were both homeschooled). We bonded over school, boys, quizzing,
and the fact that our hair colors were practically the same shade of brown. Between
our occasional lunches together with another dear friend of ours and the many
Bible quizzing trips we’ve taken, there are some incredibly . . .
interesting ; ) . . . stories to tell.
Then came senior year, college searches, and all that jazz. I
applied to a couple colleges, got accepted, went to visit campuses, and
chose Waynesburg University. I knew absolutely nobody there and was nervous
about that, but was still extremely excited. I told all of my friends,
including my Bible quizzing buddy.
At this time, roomie was also looking at colleges. So, after I
chose WU, Alyssa decide to check out the campus amongst her other college
visits. Lucky for me, she loved it, and so now I had a friend at my college.
Then we decided, excited to be going to the same college, to room together.
Commence awesomeness.
We had absolutely no idea if we could work out as roommates at
all, but were pleased to realize that we made an excellent match. We have
pretty much opposite majors- she, forensic accounting, I, history and creative
writing- which makes it hard to have classes together but also pretty much zero
possibility for competitiveness. Also, we have scarily similar tastes in a
lot of things, like white chocolate, a love of coffee and tea, and the color purple.
We help each other pick out outfits when the situation calls for it, and
luckily we both have about the same sized feet and similarly excellent taste in
shoes.
Also,
we never fight. Like, it hasn’t happened. EVER. Not-a-once. And we have logged a
considerable amount of time together, so I’m taking that as a good sign.
We
have the same work ethic, which is superbly appreciated during midterms and finals,
and when we don’t immediately have to study, we have a blast playing, as her
boyfriend Aaron calls it, “the no-study game.”
While
I’m describing roomie, I guess I should mention Aaron, since he is practically
the third roommate anyway. What you should know about him is that he’s a comm
major who thoroughly enjoys sports, food such as perogies, bacon, and corn
chips, and nerdy things like Star Wars and the Legend of Zelda. And he may or
may not have a board on Alyssa’s Pinterest. My main communication with him is
in the form of him picking on me and poking me in the sides, the result of
which is my shrieking at a tone that has been compared to a dog that’s had its
tail stepped on. I do sometimes wonder about the judgment of my dear roommate
in this particular aspect of life. ; )
Oddly
enough, despite living together for eight months out of the year, we don’t get
sick of one another. If fact, on breaks we almost always make time to see each
other! Both her parents and mine have questioned our sanity in this respect,
and wonder when we’re gonna snap and kill each other. Unless I’m missing
something, though, or one of us gets possessed by an alien that particularly
dislikes purple-lovers, I think we’re good. J
All
in all, I can’t think of an individual I’d rather room with. She is so delightful
and we are we work out really well. The best part, though, is that through it,
we’ve gone from being just good friends to being best friends. Like I said, super-duper
lucky here. <3
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