Friday, March 06, 2009

Lasting Impressions 5

(Todays Lasting Impressions post comes from one of the very few male readers that frequent my blog. Frank from Frank (Slept Here) was one of the first blogs that I followed and he has been entertaining me, and making me crave bacon, ever since.)

Howdy, Mandy’s readers. I’m Frank, and I write a blog. Kind of. So, this is a guest post, even though I really don’t care much for guest posts. There are plenty of talented writers, but I assume that most of you come to Mandy’s page hoping to read Mandy’s stuff, not some drivel by an unknown guy named Frank who may or may not be wearing pants right now. But, I’m here, so I might as well make the best of things. I’ve had many a friend in my life, both in real life and on the internet, both guy and girl, both awesome and douchebag. I suppose I should write about my friend Kyle, mostly because he’s looking over my shoulder now and insisted I write about him.

Kyle and I both run cross country and track at our college, are both English majors, and have lived in the same apartment for over a year now. Now I know that sounds kind of questionable, and I’ve started many conversations with guests at the apartment that have gone like this, “Hey, this is my roommate, Kyle. He’s an English major, too. Yes, we’re both single male English majors who live together, but we’re not gay. Really.”

We became good friends during an overnight cross country trip to Galesburg, Illinois, my freshman year. We were randomly paired to share a hotel room, and instead of going to bed early to rest up for the next day’s race, like good runners, we instead stayed up most of the night, eating candy and watching the Discovery Channel. And of course we both raced terrible the next day. But that’s okay, because a lasting friendship started. Over the next three years we lived in the same dorm building, down the hall from one another, and I would frequent his room to steal his roommate’s granola bars while he’d come to my room to play Guitar Hero and sleep on my futon.

At the end of our junior year, I wanted to get an apartment off campus, but needed someone to live with. Kyle was hesitant at first, but then I reminded him that the apartments didn’t have a bandwith limit, like the dorms did, so he could play as much Warcraft and download as much porn as he liked. We’ve had classes together, run races together, helped one another find our respective beds when we’re drunk, and have been generally awesome. That’s not to say that we don’t get on each other’s nerves at times, but I assume that’s to be expected when you have to sexually frustrated guys in their early 20s living in close proximity for an extended period of time.

The bottom line is that Kyle is one of my best friends, and once we graduate and go our separate ways, it’ll be hard to get used to not seeing him every day. I find that in this day and age, especially at a tiny insignificant college like mine (we have roughly 2,000 students, which is smaller than any high school in the area), it’s hard to find good, honest people who you can grow to think of as family. Luckily, I have found a few of those people, and Kyle is certainly one of them. He’s a good kid, and I’m lucky to know him.

But don’t worry, we’re not gay.


Stacy said...

Sounds like you have the makings of a fantastic bromance on your hands :)

Anonymous said...

This entire post had me cracking up.

There are not enough guy bloggers!

Kylie said...

Great guest post!! Keep ahold of Kyle, only if you're wearing pants, he sounds like a great friend. I still have a few besties from HS 11 years ago, so if it's meant to'll reamin friends!

Unknown said...

Frank. I love you for a few reasons...

1) "unknown guy named Frank who may or may not be wearing pants right now"

2) "we're just two, single English majors living togehter but we're not gay, really"

3) You're hilarious.

Great choice in guest blogger, Mandy!

Andy said...

Hahahaha... This post was great, Frank. I'm also often confused as my (female) bestfriend's girlfriend (not as friend who's a girl, but a parter, as in "couple".) It's funny sometimes.

amanda said...

Aw. What a happy little bromance.
(which I see Stacy to my left already stated.)

It's just so grand to have a friend like that...and Kyle is super lucky to always have a friend in you.

I hope after you wrote your guest post all about him he came over and gave you a great big smooch on the cheek. What? He didn't? Shame on you Kyle...shame on you.

kc mom said...

Frank--I don't believe you and Kyle were "randomly paired" by chance---I happen to believe stronger influences were at work!!!!
What a wonderful friendship you two share. May your grandchildren be lifelong friends as well!!!

Auburn Kat said...

I agree that there are not enough male bloggers and it sounds like a nice bromance=)

Katie said...

Not that there's anything wrong with that. (Ah good ol' Seinfeld.)

I won't lie, I read this because you said English Major. I get really excited when I meet other English majors, mostly because I was one too. And I miss it. A lot.

laurwilk said...

Ha, this was a fantastic post! Thanks for sharing, Frank. What are the chances you guys tear up after winning a flip cup game on graduation night?