DO you know your neighbor? Lucy Whitman Sandmeyer

The thing about the middle table is, even though I only technically sit next to Matt, I talk everyday to everyone else as well. And yet, the idea of explaining any of them is really hard. I mean, I can do it on the surface: Catherine plays soccer, Kyle’s in marching band, that kind of thing. I know that Jordan has Spanish third hour and Matt really was not about our table’s tortilla chip party (even though it was the best idea ever) but we did convince him to have one chip. But I guess to be a bit more specific, I have to focus. Jordan, who kind of sits to my left, is an optimistic person with a pretty big heart. She’s religious and went to Tanzania last summer on a mission trip that she really enjoyed (seriously she gushes about it all the time). She’s chatty and really nice and definitely a yellow. I mean, she smiles all the time and is just so sunny, she has to be yellow. In five years, I’m not really sure what she'll be doing. Definitely kicking butt at whatever she wants to do because her personality makes her an inviting person to work with and she’s smart to boot. She’s kind of like a golden retriever puppy: friendly and nice to be with. I have no complaints about my table arrangement.