The moment you see this name, posted up on your dorm room (supposedly) after carrying your heavy bag with you up to the 4th floor, (Well, the first luggage was carried by the elevator. Second was not) you think of a very ordinary individual. Someone you might read about in your 1st grade text book. Peter ate an apple. Yay. Mr. Smith mowed the lawn. Yay. I always had the trouble saying the word lawn in the U.S. I am digressing. Well, Peter Smith, from Wichita, Kansas (all I knew about Wichita at the time was that it was in Kansas and was bigger than Kansas City) proved me wrong.
Well, the first day when I first saw him, his attire was rather…normal (not that what WE usually wear is not normal…just…unique) however. His Hair. Yes. His hair caught my eyes, and the moment I saw his smirk after realizing that we basically had the same experiences as the creators of our papers, I realized I met the best roommate I'd ever have in my life. (this is when you guys say aww)
When I saw that he had a vest and we inadvertently matched, I was probably very very very happy. Yes, I was happy my roommate had similar taste in clothing with me. Therefore, the Cherub Duo of the year was created. (You guys better had picked us as inseparable, cause yeah, uh huh, we are inseparable) So for the next few weeks, we tried to avoid matching as much as possible. Some days I'd just feel mean and match with him on purpose, sometimes, inadvertently, but too bad, its not my fault we were born with similar taste…or at least developed them.
Last week, it was awesome of him to share his records of my behaviors with everyone. The only problem is…he only mentioned the ones from that week.
He forgot to mention that we shared laptops, woke each other for classes, looked after each other's clothing (style), bought each other food, and one time he gave me two dollars as an allowance for the week (yes, he is my daddy). There was an instance when I bought him breakfast at Peep's after the Michael Jackson Spitlist. So yeah, we looked after each other for the last four weeks…and…probably one of the most awesome thing he did. On my birthday, I woke up (as he described in the journal, around 8:00) with sleepy eyes to stare at Peter, dressed up for class, smiling and saying "Happy Birthday Clemence." He bought me lunch on my birthday, after chuckling and saying "Heck, its your birthday, You are not paying for it" That. Made my day.
Yes, you guys are supposed to aww.
The past 4 weeks, was probably amazing thanks to everyone, but what made those days special was because of my roommate Peter.
Well, Peter Benjamin Geoffrey Smith (with a Geo) is an extraordinary individual with a super ordinary name with awesome middle names.
Love you Peter, I will visit Kansas as often as I can. I wonder how long it takes for me to drive from Cali to Kansas.
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