Today, I went to visit a really good friend of mine. She moved away from SD during our sophomore year of high school (more or less since my memory isn’t that great). Since then, I’ve kept in touch with her, and we would be lucky to even see each other once a year, even though she lives about 45 minutes - 1 hour away. Things change. I didn’t really expect for us to stay friends for as long as we have, since most of the time when people move away, it’s a lot harder to keep in touch to build and continue the friendship you had. Seeing her today, I felt so emotional. We kept in contact through text, facebook and phone calls whenever we were in the same part of California. She kept me updated on her life and I did the same, and when we see each other for the couple hours that we might be in town at the same time, it’s like we’ve never really lived apart from one another. We did the same things we used to do in high school: lay in her bed with food and talked about life. It was at this moment I think I got really emotional because she’s currently preggy and due in about 2 weeks, and all I could think about was how we used to talk about boys and how we can’t imagine ourselves being mothers. I wasn’t emotional-sad, but more emotional-happy because it’s a funny thing to think about how much can change. I’m so happy that we’re still sisters from other misters, and I cannot wait to see those beautiful babygirls (she’s having twins)! When I was leaving, I rubbed her belly and was near tears because I just couldn’t believe that
- We’re still the really great friends
- She’s having twin girls
- I’m still going to be a part of this new chapter in her life
I had a moment because we kinda grew up together, and our families were pretty close. We both had had our rough patches and I am very thankful that I have someone like her in my life to be there for me, even though we don’t talk on the daily or see each other as often. I really hope everyone has a friend (or multiple friends) like this.
I don’t really know where I was going with this, but I definitely felt the need to write it out.
to be on break. Like, this is my first REAL home-for-more-than-four-days break. It’s nice. Doing absolutely nothing. Sleeping. Eating regularly. Catching up and having friends visit.
I’m freaking loving this so much. Feels so good.
I would rather brothers call you queen than bitch but if the intent behind it is motivated by sex then genuine it’s probably not; so that’s why i said, “the queen is dead” so i’ll call you a soldier instead.. ♥ - Bambu-
Definitely had a good night last night, since I woke up with a headache and freaked out because I wasn’t sure where I was, haha.
“Did you know you yacked and passed out in our bathroom?” - text from Danica
- Danica: (asks everyone) what alcohol makes you a slore?
- JQ: what alcohol makes me a slore?
- Danica: every single one of them.
- Ron Burgundy: “Discovered by the Germans in 1904, they named it San Diego, which, of course, in German means a whale’s vagina.”
- Veronica Corningstone: “No, there’s no way that’s correct.”
- Ron: “I’m sorry, I was trying to impress you. I don’t know what it means. I’ll be honest, I don’t think anyone knows what it means anymore. Scholars maintain that the translation was lost hundreds of years ago.”
- Veronica: Doesn’t it mean Saint Diego?
- Ron: No. No.
- Veronica: No, that’s – that’s what it means. Really.
- Ron: Agree to disagree.
I’m always down to help out folks, friends or strangers. However, if someone you know needs something from me, or needs help in class that we are coincidentally in together, please do not give out my phone number without my permission. Especially if I do not know them personally.