On the lighter side….FIVE roommates. It’s been a LONG time since I lived in a dorm. Everyone wants the dirt. People ask “What is it really like?” with that fuzzy eyebrow look. Here are my roommates at Halloween. They went as loofahs and soap. ‘Nuff said.
Actually, not enough said. They are adorable.
For example, if the elevator at the ground floor smells like heaven, I know the deliciousness is coming from behind the door of 8C (that’s us), because Kara bakes when she procrastinates, and when she’s bored, and when she’s hungry, and when she wants to bake. And you can smell it all the way to the ground floor.
By the end of our first week of school, Marta emailed every surgeon in Vancouver and has so far witnessed brain surgery, heart surgery, and bone surgery, (that is an abbreviated and incomplete list). I come home sometimes to find her practising (harmless) medical procedures in the living room. Marta may personify everything a med school experience with roommates should be.
Shirley is the type of med student they write movies for. Brilliant, soft spoken, thoughtful, sensitive, strong and beautiful. Did I mention she’s tall?
Amy and Lisa are the cutest things you have ever seen. These girls were destined to find each other. Our 2nd year buddies were introduced to us by video conference and when it was Amy’s turn to speak, the whole room in Prince George said, “Awww”. Out loud. For real.
Lisa is equally adorable. She has this quirky humour and these CHEEKS….Every grandma on earth has wished for cheeks like these. And every time that each Grandma on earth would squeeze these cheeks, I can guarantee that Lisa would say with a perfectly straight face, “Grandma, please don’t pinch my cheeks”. She would say it one hundred times a day with the same straight face. Guaranteed.
I’m adopting them all.