MIJ

One thing to be grateful for:

excellent roommates.

Mary Irene Jacobson is my roommate. And what a joy it is to be her roommate.
We have a special bond because deep down inside, chaos reigns in our souls.
When we get together, we become quite possibly the weirdest, most bizarre girls on the planet.
And it's one of the best things that has ever happened to me.
We quote things.
We stay up until 2 am talking about absolutely nothing.
We study together.
We fart together.
We dance.
We vent about boys.
We go snowboarding together and scream at the oncoming traffic.
We rep our gangsta-selves together.
We laugh. Oh how we laugh.
We get caught by the cops being too rambunctious together.
We share clothes.
We dance for fitness together.
We rock out.
We dance.
We road trip.
Did I mention we dance?
We talk in weird voices.
We complete each other.

Be jealous, because I do have the best roommate there is.