Temporary Insanity

Even though my roommates exhibit all the qualifications for the “Wicked Witch” awards, I can’t help but consider them my friends after spending so much time together and sharing so many intimate details of our lives. A big part of me tells me that I’m wrong to trust them, but sometimes they do do nice things (sticking up for me when an asshole guy hurts me) and I really appreciate it. It makes me defensive when other people hurt them as well.

Last semester, Sarah met a guy through a friend in her lab class. He’s a hipster (clothes that don’t match, indie music, smoker, etc.) and that is the type of person she aspires to be (she picked up smoking to look cooler), so of course she is head over heels for him. We all spent a lot of time helping her figure out how to get Jason’s attention, and finally she asked him to a date party. All of us went with our respective dates and had a great time.

A month later, they made out in the library during finals week. Before Jason left for home, he said, “See you next semester!” Four months later and he is still stringing her along. Sarah is really upset that they are not officially going out, and I feel really bad for her.

It’s just weird because Jason seems like someone she would never hang out with, other than the fact that she’s crazy about him–he has no real plan for his life, he doesn’t shower frequently, he doesn’t drive a nice SUV… the list goes on. Maybe she has realized that these things she values are not as important as she had thought. There is hope for mankind!