Roller Coasters and See-Saws

My older sister likes to say that life is like a roller coaster. I have to say that I think she's right. My life has enough ups and downs that even the worlds greatest thrill seeker would become quite ill on my own personal roller coaster. Usually half my day winds up being up, and the other half winds up being down. If I have a good morning, the evening is bound to suck. If my morning is one of those where I have to wonder why I got our of bed, I know my evening is gonna be great. There are periods in my life where time just flies by. A month will pass without me ever noticing. January and February have both been like that. Then there are also times when time comes to a screeching halt, and the days last forever, that would have been my December. The way in which my life most resembles a roller coaster though, is the fact that I've got no clue where I'm headed. I know what my final destination will be, but the path to get there is a mystery to me. It's like when you look at a roller coaster. It's just a jumbled up pile of track. When you get on it, unless you've been on this coaster before, you can only see a little bit of the path ahead of you, but you have no idea what is just beyond that hill or curve.

So yeah, life is a roller coaster, but at the same time, friendship is much like a see-saw. Well for my friendship with Melissa anyway. I don't think it's like this for most other people. Throughout high school, I was the conservative, well behaved, christian girl. Melissa was the off beat hippie, animal lover, who always had to swim against the current. During the past semester, we managed to switch places. Suddenly I'm the one who questions everything (though at the moment I'm still a Christian), I'm thinking of becoming a vegetarian, and I'm now a total pacifist. Melissa just joined the Army reserves, supports Bush, is eating meat, and is considering getting baptised. To quote an earlier conversation:

Me: lol... it's like out general spirits have decided to swap bodies.
Melissa: But think about it... I used to be left, and you were right. Now I'm right, and you are left. At some point, when we were changing over, we had to have passed each other.
Me: True, at some very short point we must have agreed.
Melissa: When?
Me: I don't know, it must have been one of those weeks when we were really busy and didn't talk to each other.
Melissa: Damn it! Why didn't we talk that week? For once we would have agreed, and it would have rocked.
Me: I don't know... I don't think we would be able to handle a conversation like that.
Melissa: True. It probably would have been very awkward.