me versus she

there are 2 kinds of people in this world
1.she
2.the rest of the world

while the rest of us are behaving like maniacs and giggling over the fact that there are 7days in a week/she is using a ruler to check whether her tees are folded in exactly the correct proportion to her jeans..
while the rest of us are eating our food in a manner only slightly better than gorrilas/she will be using a fork and knife to eat 2 minute noodles with a napkin on her lap
while the rest of us are wearing yellow tees with purple pants coz we were to lazy to open our eyes in the morning to check what we were wearing/she will be coordinating her outfit right down to the 2 sequins on the left hand side of her right slip-on
while the rest of us have last combed our hair in 1994/she has shampooed,conditioned,combed and brushed her hair to superstar perfection and god-forbid if even a single one dares move.
while the rest of us are wondering whether it would be easier to just throw ourselves in front of a car rather than finish our assignment which has to be submitted 2mrw and which we haven't touched/she will be putting the finishing touches to her assignment which she finished 5 years ago.
while the rest of us dance as if we were tribals forced to dance on hot coals/she dances with precision after having made a graph mapping her dance moves with the relevant beats.

but..

her quiet strength and soft resilience has often been the grounding in our as-stable-as-the-titanic world
her sillier-than-thou names for us keep us in splits of laughter and bring us back from the darkest of places
her innate ability to go nuts at the stroke of 12 and be part of our daily entertainment is an occassion to look forward to.
she keeps quiet when she sees us behaving like total idiots and never says'i told you so' when we fall flat on our faces.
she accompanies you to any movie..even if it has z-grade actor, a y-grade actress and songs composed by monkeys
when everybody else has mood swings and periodically turn into dont-talk-to-me-or-ill-kill-you lunatics/she remains as stable as the empire state building

who is she?
she is my friend..my roommate for my last year in college,the girl who mails me regularly without me having to send al-qaeda lunatics to force her at knife-point,the only girl to call me mimi in an endearingly sweet voice and repeat it as many times as i ask her to..
love you..