Theories of Insanity

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Tuesday, October 24, 2017

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Insanity:

Locking a guest out of the apartment and then defending yourself by saying it isn't your responsibility to be kind to someone else's family.

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            The one thing I had been expecting with living so far away for school was that I would get homesick. And I was right (per usual)—I started to get homesick towards the middle of October. (1)

            Luckily for me, my mother and sister surprised me out at school by flying in from Virginia the day after Peter had freaked out on me about the jacket. (And for anyone who's curious, I sent Paige to deliver the jacket back to his roommate, who had been asking her out for a while at that point despite her being semi-serious with another guy.) (2)

            I've already given an introduction on my mother, so here's one on my sister.

            Amelia Kuns is exactly one year, two weeks and four days younger than me. We grew up sharing a bedroom and literally everything else, from clothes to shoes to books (3) to our love of showtunes. I could confidently call her my best friend in the world, so it was rough having her finishing out her senior year of high school back home while I was out at college.

            She had arrived with my mother on Friday and we had spent the weekend laughing constantly and catching up on everything possible. My mother had decided that she didn't completely hate my blonde hair, but would go back and forth on that opinion at least four times an hour.

            But it was Tuesday, the day they were going to head back home to Virginia. I had classes in the morning but was excited to spend the afternoon with them—the visit had been a nice halfway point between arriving in Utah and going back home for winter break in December.

            But in the moment, I was standing outside of the building my next class was in, waiting for Madison so we could walk in to American Government and Politics. I was on my phone, scrolling through Instagram, when my phone started buzzing with a call from Amelia.

            "Hey, what's up?" I asked, looking around for Madison even though I knew she wouldn't be there for another few minutes—I had gotten out of Nutrition early.

            "So, I'm not really sure what to do." Amelia's voice came through the other end, "You know how I was going to make muffins for you and your roommates while you were in class?"

            "Yeah." I replied, "Do you need muffin mix or something?"

            "No, I had the mix." She responded, "But you didn't have eggs left so I was gonna run over to that little convenience store right next door."

            I loved that convenience store. It was only about a hundred yards from my building and was perfect for when you ran out of something and needed it quickly. It was also great for cravings during that time of the month. (4)

            "Okay, so what's the problem?"

            "Well, I don't have a key to your place so I asked Madison if I could use hers for when I came back from the store. And she seemed like really off about it, which was whack, and said she couldn't give it to me because of safety. Whatever, she's weird. So, I asked if she could let me back in the apartment when I got back, since your stupid door locks automatically and she couldn't leave it unlocked."