I’d say she’s an… acquired taste. But not like a scotch, where the initial taste is acrid, bitter, and displeasing. More like, an amazing wine. One that’s sweet and welcoming at the beginning, but as you reach the bottom of the glass, becomes a bit bolder and complex. I have a unique perspective, as I didn’t know Zoe before we lived together. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like her. If I had only one word to describe her… I’d say she’s fun.
Some things I’ve learned about Zoe since I’ve started living with her:
1) She doesn’t like things that are bitter or sour or very strong on the palate. She’ll sweeten them with an unholy amount of sugar, she’ll take a sip, and she’ll exclaim “There! That’s better!”
2) She likes to be warm and values comfort. I know this because she has a pile of pillows on her bed the size of Doak Campbell Stadium
3) She’s not an amazing singer in terms of pitch, key, and intonation. However, I’ve never heard someone sing as happily and as full of life. So, for any singers reading this, you could take some pointers from her
She hugged me when we first met. I remember that because I was surprised that she hugged me (a complete stranger). She then stepped away and proclaimed, “I’m a hugger.” Many months later, upon reminding her of this incident, she made it clear that she doesn’t remember doing that, and she doubts that she said that because she is, in all actuality, not a hugger. So, I guess she’s a liar too. Aside from that, she’s just fun to be around. She tries her best to live her best life. I come home sometimes and she’s just sitting alone curled up on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket, drinking wine straight from the bottle with a big bendy straw.
Some more things I’ve learned about Zoe since I’ve started living with her:
1) She doesn’t like being treated like a child. We joke, but she’s very independent and trying to tell her what she should do or how she should do things is a bad idea (and I respect her for that).
2) She has a complicated relationship with the English language. What I mean is that, while her blogs flow nicely and are well written, in person, she has some trouble placing the proper words in the proper order to create sentences. We still get what she’s trying to say though.
3) She can’t cook. At all. But she’s determined to try, and she wishes that she could. So, I think she’s taken the first step.
She has made it clear to me that she dislikes eggs. She just doesn’t like the way that they taste. I don’t really judge her on this since we all have our likes and dislikes. However, what really blows my mind, is that she goes out of her way to try eggs every so often, to see if she’s changed her mind on them. If that’s not determination, then I’m not sure what is. Living with her really is a fun experience. One filled with plenty of laughter, as well as the occasional serious conversation. There are random desires to watch movies or just watch the Bucket List Family on YouTube. She’ll just walk out into the kitchen sometimes and stare at our pantry. She’ll let me know she’s hungry, but she’s not sure what to eat. Then, she’ll leave the apartment and come back with sushi. I think deep down, she always knows what she wants to eat. Occasionally I’ll hear the opening riff and drum beat of a Queen song, quickly followed by her unique voice singing along. It always makes me smile.
The most important things I’ve learned about Zoe since I’ve started living with her:
1) She’s kind. Not in an overly happy annoying kind of way either. She’s just a kind person. She makes you smile, not by force, just by being herself. She never wants to hurt people. If she does, she’ll feel bad about it and will apologize. She doesn’t waste her time on unnecessary drama either though, which I admire a lot.
2) She’s brilliant. She has a 4.0 GPA. Which, no matter what your field of study is, is not an easy task. It’s not just academically though. Her blogs are expertly written, touching on her personal life without seeming awkward or just sad. Conversations with her always feel satisfying to have, because she’s so great at asking questions and making you feel like she cares about what you’re saying (and I think she genuinely does care too).
3) She’s worth it. I’m not sure entirely what “it” is. Honestly, I feel this way about all of my roommates, but her especially. She’s worth your time. She’s worth your effort. She’s worth your care and your loyalty and your friendship. Because whatever you give to her, she gives back two-fold. She’s one of the best people I’ve ever met.
Her life is by no means easy, and I don’t even think I know EVERY negative thing she’s had to deal with since I’ve known her, but she is constantly just pushing forward. If something happens, she shrugs it off. She makes light of the situation. She finds the fun in everything and helps you see it as well. As I type this, she is still getting over a horrible head cold. When it was at its worst, I was sitting in the living room and she skateboarded over to our kitchen to make some tea, and she even managed a big smile while she did it. I haven’t worried about her once since I’ve known her. She knows if she needs someone, I’m there, and if she doesn’t, then that’s cool too. So, do yourself a big favor. Subscribe to her blog, so you can get a little slice of what I have the pleasure of living with every day.