As I sit in my dorm room, I begin to miss home. But recently I have been feeling like this dorm is very much like my house back in LA. Im constantly having to compromise with someone, and I don’t always get what I want and Im beginning to find many similarities between my room mate and my sister. My sister is 4 years younger than me, so 14 and also happened to be the prettier of us two. Ever since she started 7th grade she’s been my hot younger sister who all the boys think is 16. Like fuck, I remember in 7th grade, I was chubby, had THE MOST awkward boobs in the world, massive pimples and absolutely no boys existed in my life. My sister had her first kiss in 7th grade, fuck. Mine was in 9th grade because obviously it took me a much longer time to get “pretty”. My guy friends are always asking me how old she is and trying to get with her, which pisses me off because its like "hello I’m here too". I remember in 6th grade she went through her awkward chubby phase and I was secretly happy because I was the prettier sister for once, well after one year that changed. Im not saying I think I’m a dog or anything, its just she’s hotter and thats a fact of life. Now here in college I was paired with my ideal roommate, the only issue is she’s one of the hottest girls i’ve ever seen. All my guy friends here ask me about her and people who don’t know me say “Ohhh your danielle’s roommate, she’s soooo hot”. At first it didn’t bother me but now it just reminds me of the shit I had to deal with back home. Its not like its a big deal but being the hot girls roommate isn’t as fun as one would think. I guess I will always be the underdog :)
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