They love the drama

Let me start off by saying that one of the major perks of living with boys is that there is hardly any drama. Girls in general are much more catty and vicious than guys. We take everything personally and know how to hold a grudge. We are experts are the whole "passive aggressiveness." In my experience, guys are much more straightforward and blunt. That being said, living with boys I've learned that although theymay not be as involved in the drama girls are, that doesn't mean they don't love it.

I've had walked in on my housemates watching thing like "Keeping up with the Kardashians" or "Teen Mon" before. They sit around making fun of what's going on, but really they're hooked. It's funny because it's shows I don't even watch. The other day, however, the funniest thing happened. We were all eating breakfast in the living room and someone (I forget who) was scrolling the channels. This someone stopped on "Battle of the Exes" on MTV. If you haven't heard of this show - don't worry - I hadn't either. But apparently everyone in my house had. It's a show where people who have "hooked up" on other MTV shows get paired as a team and have to compete in various challenges. They all live in a house together, which is obviously full of drama. We all sat and watched together. Not only did we sit and watch it together, but the guys explained who everyone was and who had already hooked up again and what not! They knew everything. They may be in much drama - but they sure do love to watch it unfold.


Kind of a silly side story - Spencer had to leave early to go to class before the episode ended, and this is our conversation while he was in class:

He was really into the show.

Forever young

The other night I wanted to watch a movie. It was a Friday night, and considering we all had to wake up at 6am on Saturdays for practice, we were all home. We searched through our movies and decided on Gladiator. If you haven't already seen Gladiator - I'm not sure what you are doing with your life. Words cannot describe the movie, so I won't even try. The main point of me telling you what movie we watched, is that Gladiator is a long movie. If you are tired or in a rush, don't start it. I didn't realize just how tired I was when the movie started, but about halfway through my eyes started to droop. It didn't help that I was laying down on our futon, wrapped in a blanket, and that the lights were off. I'm not even sure which part of the movie it happened, but the next thing I knew I was sound asleep. Tobe was trying to wake me up so that I could go to bed, but I didn't want to move. In fact, I was half delirious and refused to move. I'm not sure if it was out of affection and kindness of his heart, or rather, annoyance that I was taking up the entire futon he wanted to sit on that urged Tobe to do this, (my guess is probably the latter, but for the warmheartedness of the story, let's say the former) but the next thing I know I'm being carried off to bed. Now remember when you were little and you were tired and had fallen asleep in the car on the way home, or on the floor watching a movie in the living room and your daddy carried you off to your room and tucked you in? This was kind of like that - except without the daddy, and I'm 21. The point is as Tobe dropped me off in my bed and as he turned off the lights I heard him mutter "Don't expect this to become a habit," - and he shut the door making me feel like I was still a kid.