Saturday, November 13, 2004

My Lady Lover, Emjo

Yesterday, Emjo and I were drinking our wine, playing the N Sync Christmas cd (I am NOT fucking Scrooge) and I realized that I need to write a blog about her because she is the best roommate and friend ever. It boggles my mind to think that we were random roommates freshman year, had to live in a small ass dorm room for 9 months, and we still love each other. Not only that we are still friends, but how close we still are. I guess that living in that small space could either make or break you, and it definitly made us. On our floor, there was so much drama, with roommates hating each other, moving out and never talking about, or people who just got annoyed with their roomies, but that never happened with us. We always talk about how weird it is that we've never gotten in a fight with each other. Sure, we annoy the fuck out of each other, but I can just tell her to shut the fuck up, and it's no hard feelings. When I decided to go to NIU for school, this other girl I knew was coming here too, and she wanted to room together. I can promise you all that if I had had to live with her, I would be in jail right now for first degree murder. She asked me if I wanted to be roomies, and me being a pansy said "Sure!" She asked me to bring in all this info to school later in the week that we needed about each other if we wanted to room together. She asked me if I had it a few days later, but I lied and said my mom had already sent my roommate info without telling me. Phew, crisis avoided.

So I get to college on move in day, and I meet Emily. She is the exact opposite of me. Short, tan, skinny - she looked like a cheerleader or something. Our parents leave, and it's just me and her, and we're talking, getting to know each other. She's from a small town of 1,500 (her graduating class was less than 70), has a boyfriend of about 2 years, loves N Sync, was a dancer on a team in high school, doesn't drink that much and goes to bed early. Me = from a town of 3 million, had 500 girls in my graduating class, don't have a boyfriend, did nothing in high school, loves Bob Dylan, likes to drink and is an insomniac. Emily and I really are the poster chilren of opposites attracting. I still remember the first time I went to take a shower in the dorms, I wore my clothes to the bathroom, changed into my towel there, then took a shower, putting my clothes back on before going to the room. Before long we were changing in the room and it didn't faze us one bit. We still get a kick out of how shy we both were at first. It took us a few months to really get close, but by 2nd semseter we did everything together. We got our nose pierced together to seal the friendship in March, went to eat dinner every night and she got me hooked on American Idol and The Bachelor.

Everyone on our floor loved hanging out in our room because they thought we acted so funny together. There was no drama, and you knew we weren't bitching about each other behind our backs, like everyone else was doing with their roommates. Our last night on the floor was one of the best. We basically trashed the whole floor along with our other friends and had a sleepover that night by pushing our pullout beds next to each other for the night. I was the only pansy who cried the next morning when I was leaving. It was so sad though. I was leaving all my friends, and even though I knew all of us would still be friends (and we all are today) I would miss just going next door and knocking on Ben's door, smoking in the lounge with Justin, getting caught smoking pot with Chris, feeding Joel all the time with Snickers Ice Cream bars, playing Kirby with Steve, borrowing Stephanie's jeans and boots, having Chandler burn cds for me, watching Super Troopers in Nick's room and most of all talking to Emily on AIM even though we were 2 feet away from each other. We still do that today, being in different rooms, but it's just not the same. Haha, goddamn we were losers, but we were the queens of the floor. All the other girls were prissy little bitches, or never came out of their room. I was the only girl who smoked pot and cigarettes, so I made friends with all the guys easily. I guess it helped that we fed the boys whenever we had food, or took care of them when they got sick, but someone had to be the mom goddamnit. Only I was the mom who got my room searched for pot, would stay up all night until my 9 am class and did beer bongs.

But I really do love Emily. We didn't get to live together last year, but I love living with her again this year. We know each other so well that we're perfect for living together. Plus it helps she has her sister's ID and can buy beer for us. Too bad I won't ever see her once she turns 21 in December. Damn you mom and dad for making my birthday so godddamn late in the year. Emjo says some of the most random stuff that makes me laugh my ass off. Yesterday she goes "Did you ever throw up inside your mouth, and then swallow it back down? I just did that." Haha, that the fuck Emily. Or the best was when she goes, "I fucking hate Tony. I would piss in his mouth if I could." Like pissing in his mouth would REALLY show how angry she was. That my friends, is one of my future bridesmaids. We start talking about how next year will be our last year living together, and it makes me want to cry. I don't want to graduate college goddamnit. I always make fun of 5th year, or 6th or even 7th year seniors, but I would be one in a second to avoid going into the real world to get a job. Ok, this is far too long, but I needed to tell the whole world about Emily because she is the best lady ever. I wish you all had an Emjo in your life, bitches.

4 comments:

Jay said...

dude, I sw that pick of her, shes hot. you should hook me up, we could be hot together and do it a bunch.

unless shes from kenosha also. then she'd smell like brautwurst.

:D

Ariel said...

I have a friend like that too, I mean we're opposites but we're really good friends. We do seem to have similar opinions about things, maybe that's why we get along well, I dunno. We're not all huggy and shit like some friends though. Usually it seems like I get half assed hugs from most people, it's like if you're going to do it then fucking do it right, bitches! I know you love how I used bitches like you do. Meeeeeowwww.

Jenn said...

Damn Katie. Your words rub off on everyone! You have some kind of affect on people. Or maybe you put some voo-doo shit on us?

It sounds like you're living it up there girly. I admire you for it too. I never did college, I got pregnant first. I mean, I have a good job that pay's well, but I would have loved to do what you're doing. Maybe I would have met someone cool like Emjo, and not the lameass hookers I know now. I feel old telling you that I would like to have done this and that. Fuck, I am old. Now I'm depressed thanks. The only bad thing is you're a wino. An illegal one at that. I think you're crazier than me. For real. You crazy bitch.

Bill B. said...

Baby seems we never ever agree
You like the movies
And I like T.V.
I take thing serious
And you take 'em light
I go to bed early
And you party all night
Our friends are sayin'
We ain't gonna last
Cuz you move slowly
And baby I'm fast
You like it quiet
And I love to shout
But when we get together
It just all works out
I take--2 steps forward
I take--2 steps back
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
And you know--it ain't fiction
Just a natural fact
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
Who'd a thought we could be lovers
She makes the bed
And he steals the covers
She likes it neat
And he makes a mess
I take it easy
Baby I get obsessed
She's got the money
And he's always broke
You don't like cigarettes
And I like to smoke
Things in common
There just ain't a one
But when we get together
We have nothin' but fun
I take--2 steps forward
I take--2 steps back
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
And you know--it ain't fiction
Just a natural fact
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
Baby ain't it somethin'
How we lasted this long
You and me
Provin' everyone wrong
Don't think we'll ever
Get our differences patched
Don't really matter
Cuz we're perfectly matched