“friendship isn’t a big thing – it’s a million little things.” –author unknown

so i have this roommate.
her name is jeehee cho.
it’s like teehee…but not as funny.
i’ve taken a fancy to calling her jcho (pronounced jaycho).
she and i are bestfriends.
not best friends.
no no.
bestfriends.
words can’t really describe the way i feel about that lil asian.
but i guess i could go ahead and try…
she’s the peanut butter to my jelly.
she’s my hero and i’m her side kick.
she’s the apple to my pie.
she’s the CRAZY straw to my berry.
she’s the smoke to my high.
and she’s the one i wanna marry!!

ok so i may or may not have just quoted a song.
perfect two by auburn. the remix version.
it’s one of the many love songs we sing to each other.
we also sing just the way you are by bruno mars.
and break your heart by taio cruz. (not exactly a love song but we both are learning the rap parts so we feel like total gangstas so whatevs)
those last two are ringtones of hers.
we wake up to them.
and we sing them to each other.
then we go back to bed.
it’s fantastical.

jcho and i were in the same freshmen ward last year.
it’s how we met.
we had lots of secret agent adventures.
and a 6 hour dance party.
and we have lots of pictures.
on facebook, there are 1,165 pictures of me tagged.
575 of those are with her.
aka 49.36% of them are with her.
that’s how close we are.
we are tight.
tight like unto a freakin dish.
plus we have a superrr cute room, courtesy of momma martineau.
i basically love her a lot.
my parents adopted her when she went to puerto rico.
so we’re related.
plus we’re totally ethnic.
she’s asian and i’m black.
it’s a done deal.

{yeah we’re cute. we know.}