So recently my beautiful roommates wrote about their love
for each other. And me being the most selfish person in the house (see: room
size) said “What am I supposed to write about myself?!” and then Erin and Annie
took me seriously and gave me something to write about: myself. They threw me a surprise early birthday party
featuring all of my favorite things: tea, doughnuts, cookies, all my favorite
people and Laura and Margaret’s Martha Stewart style apartment. It was perfect.
So I’d like to wrap up this year by being selfish and talk about myself. Before we all leave this nightmare of
architecture behind forever I want to just gush. About how happy I am.
Before I moved in last August I tried to imagine what it
would be like to live with Annie Blass and Erin Weaver. Would we be friends?
Would I be able to handle the amount of High School Musical references that
Annie seemed to make? Who even was this Erin Weaver? Well ten months later I
don’t think I can imagine living without them. It’s sooooo cliché but
ultimately true. Yesterday after my surprise party I had that feeling that
Buddy the Elf has when he yells “I’m in love, I’m in love and I don’t care who
knows it!” But I wasn’t in love with Zooey Deschanel, I was in love with Blass2000, Starkville and all of the incredible people living in it. Because I realized that despite being the most jaded, surliest, non-morning-person member of this house I was also the luckiest. This year Erin, Annie and the entire cast of Blass2000 guest-stars have made my life jubilant. Even though I roll my eyes every time Erin and Annie do this “Bad Behavior” routine, I am seriously dying inside at how funny they are. When I wake up every Wednesday and there are fresh hot homemade pancakes waiting for me, and all I do is grunt my appreciation, I am actually trying to figure out how I wound up with a roommate who wakes up early just to cook me breakfast.Or when I have nothing to do on a Saturday and Erin takes me to Columbus
for Bubble Tea, or Bops for a confetti cone, or just sits on the couch with me
to watch a dumb TV show, I am wondering how I got to be so lucky. This year may
have been the happiest year of my life. Everything from our collage of
celebrity crushes plastered to our cabinets, to my recent introduction to the
wonders of Texas via Matthew Mcconaughey has been so fun, and so perfect. I
thought I was someone totally different when I moved in but thanks to Blass2000
I see myself so differently. Thanks to
everyone who came to Blass2000 and made this dumb house into a home of sorts.
It’s like in Mean Girls when Lindsey Lohan throws out the crown. You are all a
part of Blass2000. I am truly the luckiest person for having you all at our house to study, or make cookies or sleep over and watch the christmas episode of Lizzy McGuire. I am actually sad to
be leaving this ramshackle rental, but I am so excited to live like a rich southern plantation owner next year with Annie, Erin and Padfoot and to have
cast a new season regular. I can’t believe it’s almost over. But we will be back bigger and badder next semester! Blass20004evr
If I blushed I would over how sentimental this is. If anyone
asks me about this I will say my account was hacked. Ok I am going to go chop
down some trees, eat a steak and watch Die Hard now.
