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This is Our House

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Life at 2300


As I sit sipping hot tea, watching the world go by, I can’t help but reflect on the last three semesters here in Starkville. If you are anyone who’s anyone you probably wonder how my roommates have been so blessed to live with me. That’s fine. Natural even. People wonder.  So, I’m here to level the playing field. While I really am all that you’ve seen and heard and so so so much more, they aren’t so bad themselves. The wonder that is my roommate situation can really be summed up in a couple of phrases: the Annie Blass Effect and Cat Wilson Madonna.

The Annie Blass Effect.
It’s sweeping Starkville. You’ve probably fallen victim to Facebook invites for themed parties and Pinterest pancakes.
The blog name? (also the internet password, but focus) It's simple. Annie just shines too bright. (as in people don’t know anyone lives or exists in  Blass2000 except her because one time 400 people were invited to our house and Annie and Padfoot were mentioned most confidently and before anyone else, but we aren’t bitter so whatever, okay?)
Once on Columbus day, I awoke to a picture of the man himself with a quote that read, “we run things things don’t run we, on the nina, pinta and maria went he.” Culturally relevant, yet historically accurate. Tell me it gets better than that. It just doesn’t, y’all. For Christmas, Annie bought her best friends each a sweater because Ingrid Michaelson wrote a song about getting rich, buying nice ones, and learning how to dance. She reads Harry Potter to me at night before bed and then says "it's not a murder mystery, Erin" in a surprisingly calm tone considering how much she loves those books when I try to guess who Voldy is.
Annie has zoo clothes consisting of “overalls and a backwards cap” and a job at a local ice cream shop where she dishes out custard and happiness in honor of Connie Kendall- a beloved character and childhood friend from Adventures in Odyssey (blog post one #2). Annie is often heard asking her darling son, Padfoot if he is “showing love” or just more generally how his day is going.
See, Annie is the kind of person you don’t know is missing from your life until you need a roommate, invite her to the bachelor premiere, and then form an incredibly deep bond over how painfully obvious it is that Sean missed his chance with Des.
And who doesn’t want to wake up every Wednesday morning to breakfast and patriotic songs? Why wouldn’t you plan exactly what you’re going to do/say if/WHEN you run into John Krasinski at the Atlanta aquarium stingray tank? Why shouldn’t you color coordinate your notebooks for Valentine’s day and plan the perfect outfit to make the most friends in your crafts class?
If you were Annie Blass, you wouldn’t have to ask these questions because you would just know.
Her only weaknesses? Caring too much and working too hard.
And that’s the Annie Blass effect.


Cat Wilson Madonna.
Annie sings like an angel and plays the ukulele (she's stealing Cat's spotlight without even trying because #annieblasseffect but whatever) and Katy Learned (S/O YW) sings like what Broadway would sound like (if I was into musicals probably) and wears flower crowns in the most casual way. So what do you do with so much girl power, beauty, and raw talent? You form a band and then name it after the two most influential and powerful women in the course of American history- Cat Wilson and Madonna. [I don’t really know why Miley wasn’t mentioned in the name, but also yes I do and no I don’t want to talk about it.]
You’re probably thinking that it’s fine because people have made bands about you too- like me and One Direction for instance. But 1) no they have not. And 2) I’m just getting started.
Because do you have a BB gun sitting next to a dress form in your room? Oh, you learned to sew and make the perfect cherry pie and maybe even did some algebra because you were homeschooled your whole life? Have you ever started a story with, “when I lived in Hawaii and my best friend and I surfed every day…”? No. You haven’t. Because a book could be written about her adventures and what have you done today? Comp 1? Exactly.
One time, Cat entered a skirt she made in a fashion show, won the fashion show, and had her talents displayed in the Student Union before I even got out of bed. Not that it’s a competition but she’s always winning. Whatever.
Another time, in a bible study, Cat said she if she was going to jail it would probably be for killing somebody.  It was sarcastic. I think. Yet she still watched all six seasons of Gossip Girl by herself and then again with me. (Team Chuck and Blair. Not a discussion. Bye)
Speaking of Gossip Girl club, if I could be more like Cat Wilson I would be more awesome. But also I would be more passionate about everything. Like Parenthood, The Office, and lots and lots of weird shows I thought Netflix used only as decoration…
Cat probably thinks the Bachelor is the dumbest thing in the world and regularly impersonates the perfect way Juan Pablo says “you’re cute” every five minutes to every girl on the show. Yet her bachelor bracket is already 100% filled out and on the fridge because she’s in it to win it.
And she will win it. Because she’s the definition of girl power and perfection.
She’s Cat Wilson Madonna.


also this is Cat Wilson Madonna. so there's that.

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