In this post, I'd like to talk about why I love my friends.
First off... they're awesome. They are always there when I need them, and they never fail to make me smile. I'll admit, it takes me a little while to warm up to people and truly release the inner Gfish. So to those who stuck around long enough to meet every side of me, and who accepted even the weird and the ugly... I thank you with every inch of my being.
I've assembled a little photo montage of some great memories with the greatest of people (for the sake of anonymity, I've kept everything as vague as possible):
Food drivin' with AL at the supermarket. Best twenty hours of sitting ever.
Assembling a love child bean bag chair with J.
Baking cupcakes with AK. So. Much. Baking.
More cupcakes with AL. and J. What was the total again? Two-hundred?
Traveling to Maine with AK. Ogling the baby alpacas.
Face painting with AL and J. Discovering tattoo artist potential.
J similarly discovers tattoo artist potential on my arm. I wore this to school after, even though it was painted on a Saturday. Super difficult showering without wiping it off, but so worth it.
Camping out in my backyard with AK, AL, and J. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect group.
So I know I'm getting a bit soppy in this post, but I don't care. The week after the next all four of us are heading to Disney world for our Senior trip, and it's going to be a BLAST. I can't help but remember all the sleepovers and adventures and hysterical laughter that pretty much made my life worth living.
Of course, those three aren't the only friends that I am forever feeling proud to know. No, everyday I find myself more and more amazed by the people around me. Whether it's a joke to the side or a small little compliment, I'd just like to say that everything my friends do truly means the world to me.
To give a shout-out to those of you who pretty much inspired me to come back and post this sop-fest...
RACHEL. YOU ARE THE BOMB.
Rachel made me this cupcake out of nowhere, and it was the most fantastic thing in the world. Not only that, but she had no idea of my internet obsession with goldfish... so... that was just a giant, awesome coincidence.
AND KEREN. I LOVE YOU AS WELL.
It's a mustache trident. Need I say more? Btw, Keren, this is going on my wall. Forever.
So yeah... I'm back.