The love expands across the floor

The journey of my roommates and I is a long one. We've endured the ever lasting fear of meeting strangers, conquered bad experiences and created a bond that I believe can last a life time. However the bond that we have, expand further than our supplemental room, in fact, it speed across the entire floor. We have our RA to thank for that.

Our RA's name is Jane and she is one of the most brilliant people that I know. She's also extremely caring and considerate. Believe it or not. But the first thing that she made all of us do as a group was sit on one another's lap. It was the most awkward thing in my life, and of course the guys had to drag it out because they were afraid to sit on another man's lap (trust me the visual was hysterical, the biggest, bulkiest, most A type male, had to sit on the lap of one of the short and stocky guys.)

However, once it was done we all laughed about it and became great friends. Which leads us to the time we painted the windows.

(Can you spot the JM?)

All floors in Brumbaugh were given a window to decorate and represent their floor for the duration of the year. It was a Blast. There was music, food, and paint EVERYWHERE!  

It was comical because it was around the time that we all had our very first exams. One person would be exchanging soothing words all the while stressing over the same exact thing. There were people crying because of how heavy the stress weighed in on them, and because of that Jane forced us to take a break.

When I say forced, I mean FORCED. She walked into our room and took our books away from us and told us that we NEEDED to relax. So we did. In my opinion we created the best window.

Sweet Caroline,  BRUM, BRUM, BRUM!

Though I cannot take much credit, as I am the furthest thing from artistic. Instead I held the job of passing the paint and brushes to those with more creative skill. I also got to sign my initials on the window for my good work.

Okay, okay. I'm kidding. We actually just signed the initials of everyone on the floor, but you catch my drift. It was a great bonding moment and one that I am sure that I will never forget. 

By the end of the night everyone relaxed enough to complete their studies and actually retain the information that was being received. It was that night that I learned that you cannot live life with all work and no play. If you do, it may work against you. It is for that lesson I am grateful. But there was also another thing that I learned that night as well and that was that neighbors do not have to be strangers. In fact, some of them may even develop to be your best friend.