The Marriage Parody

After three months I've learned the most successful roommates are those start with a few similarities or similar past. After a while you discover more shared interest that make it easy to get along and everythings cool. Next thing you know all the parts of mixed candycorn you hate, she loves. Your favorite jollyranchers are her least. You go to sleep together (not in the same bed) and wake each other up. You can hold a whole conversation with just one look and share each other's unspoken thought. Friends joke about you acting like a married couple, and the next day you find yourself arguing about who's turn it is to take out the trash or catch each other talking in sync. You know your relationships gotten pretty far when your meals consist of "well, this is pretty good", "yup", and no one is bothered by the silence. Who knew a computer system could match two people up so perfectly, if only she were a guy.

~M&M

Guide to Bubble Tea

If you ever want to try Bubble tea, here are a few tips:

1. Ask yourself: Do you like the taste of fish eggs? The bubbles have a slimy, gooey texture.

Don't squish them, they won't pop.

2. Share the drink with a friend: Just in case you don't like it, you won't end up wasting three dollars. But you will get a delightful experience of throwing the drink out of the car window and then nearly slipping on the bubbles.

3. If you use a straw, drink slowly. : There's nothing better than having a bubble rocket-launched into your throat and no choice but to swallow it.

4. The cups have lids glued to the rims. : I have no idea if they were pre-made, everything was prepared behind a wall. When you go to pierce the plastic with your jumbo straw, be careful. Liquid does shoot out. Thanks gravity.

5. Try it once. : As gross as it seems, at least try it once. It's either a hit or miss with each person. Just be warned: The bubbles will fill you up like you've eaten a meal. So don't decide to try it on a full stomach. You might end up seeing it again.

~M&M

Looking Backwards

Today I sat, looking through pictures, reflecting on the goodtimes in my life when I realized I can't go back. Maybe my case is extreme coming from such an unusual background, but still everyone leaves home sometime and when they go back its gone. Places grow and change without us. One day we're ruling the halls and hitting up the cool hang outs, the next were going back to see new rituals, new faces, a strange and different place. Take advantage of your home, because once you leave you can't go back.

~M&M

Sadistic Statistics

Statistics: the math from hell.

I sit in that class wondering if I'll ever even get a probability of passing. My fraction seems to lower every day.

The sigma notations all over the board flow into my ears, and squeeze away at my brain until I think it might pop.

Even my silent scream of "AHHH!!!" that I write on to my friend's notepaper next to me doesn't seem to sum up the tragedy occurring. Why am I forced to sit in a class that I might NEVER use? Or use everyday.

I hope it's never.

The teacher rambles on, and time slows to a annoying sludge as I frantically try to make sense of what is happening on the blackboard. I watch the other kids scribbling notes furiously, nodding their heads while they mutter "Yes, yes, now I see!"

I can hear my brain cells screaming at me.

Then it's over. Everyone files out of class, and I end up more confused then when I started.

Now I have a day's worth of math to do, and not a clue how to do it.

Whoooooooo.

~M&M

First Day

So we call ourselves M&M, no names, no places, nothing personal about us on here. We start this off just talking about our lives. We're college students. Roommates. How we change day to day, and from year to year. Even more than that. We'll see how this goes.

~M&M