I'm an adult. Really, I am!

I am a mature 23 year old. Therefore my final evening in Haiti was spent cooking a nice dinner, drinking wine and chatting with my friends, praying about the future, and stargazing.

Oh, never mind. Who am I kidding?

I spent my last evening in Haiti ... do I dare admit it? I spent my last evening in Haiti reenacting songs from High School Musical 3 with my roommates.

I know, I know. Those movies were made for 9 and 10 year old girls. We are 23, 25, and 29 years old. What's wrong with us? Well, in our defense, let me just say that it started as an outreach to the girls at Dannae's school. We invited some of them over for brownies and a movie a few Sundays ago. The movie? High School Musical. They loved it, so we had them over again to see the second movie. To make it a little more fun, we decided to dress up like the characters. I was Troy, Dannae was Gabriella, and Casey was Sharpay. We were amazing.


After that, High School Musical became - this sounds really weird - our love language. We roomies sing the songs to each other all the time, we quote lyrics and lines to each other, and we spontaneously break out into dance moves. In our defense, the songs are catchy and the dances are easy (which is important for me because I can't dance). So that last evening, Casey filmed while Dannae and I acted out our favorite songs. It was the craziest, funniest, most memorable night I've ever had with roommates!







Go Wildcats!