It's only been two months since I left my freshman dorm to return to my normal life. Everything has been the same: eat, sleep, attempt to be productive, eat some more. Rinse and repeat.

How can it feel like I haven't seen my college friends in a year, when it's only been two months?

I didn't really know how to answer that question. That was, until my bud Michele drove four hours to stay in my cat-infested house. (She's allergic).

I didn't know what a true friendship felt like until she walked into my bedroom instead of my college dorm; my normal life instead of my college life.

For some people, these lives are the same. I thought mine were the same, but failed to realize this until my first week home. Besides two of my three summer jobs, a new kitten, and the fact that my title is "full time student", my life has been practically the same as when I left for my first year of college.

But it was so bizarre seeing Michele, the person who would run into my haphazard of a room at 1am to tell me something "super important", walk around my childhood home.

All of those stories you told them about your other friends from home finally come to life. They are able to put faces to names and see the room you normally see in the background of a Snapchat or Facetime call. The picture that was once just lines becomes filled with color, and it all makes sense.

The Jack to her Rose.Lisa McBride

I was able to show Michele how I live my life outside of college. Things I did for fun, places I could go to, the best and worst places to eat –basically becoming a tour guide to my New Yorker bud.

Taking Michele to "the shore" was probably one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen. Being a beach bum like me, it wasn't too hard for her to like it. Getting used to the smell and sight that is the Ocean City Boardwalk, well, that's another story.

There was that time I got attacked by a seagull while waiting for Chickie and Pete's Crabfries, which according to Michele isn't a true Crab fry because there was no crab in it.

There was the time I won her heart with Kohrs Bros Ice Cream, and then with Crabfries.

There was the time I was the Jack to her Rose and stood behind her in the iconic Titanic pose.

And so, the adventure out of the college norm and into my everyday life wasn't so bad. The photos we took weren't for the sake of being at some place, but for the memories we will remember afterwards.

With only one month until school starts, we should be able to make it, but we're not risking it. Next, we'll be trading spaces –me to New York and North Carolina rather than Michele to Pennsylvania and New Jersey. I am so excited to see her daily perspective and for the lines to be filled.

It's crazy to think about how much your friends at college don't know about your life, and how one trip home can fix it all.