There is not one person on all the earth quite like Marissa Smith. There are many similarities between her and I, but now that I think of it, the only thing I can come up with is that she is tall and I am short, and that is not a similarity. In all actuality, our differences far outnumber our likenesses. For example, Marissa goes to bed at exactly 10:00 every single weeknight. My sleep pattern is much like that of a newborn child's. Marissa has something called self control. I could eat an entire cake, pass out for an hour, and then wake up to make another cake. Marissa wakes up and goes running every morning. I wake up late, and then slow walk to the bathroom and count that as my "exercise" for the day. I actually am a fat baby hippo, while Marissa is more like a graceful gazelle. But while I have laid out that Marissa is basically the perfect human being, I have failed to mention her flaws. Hahaha. Just kidding, I really can't think of any right now. I imagine that one day, I will gather my grandchildren around my knee and tell of when I once lived with the great Marissa Smith. They will probably think I'm like the raddest g-ma ever, because by that time Marissa will be some famous brain surgeon or something. If that's the case I will tell them how I helped her master the art of anatomy. But in all honesty, Marissa's a pretty cool cat, and I'm very glad she resides with us in B7