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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Our Story

I was going through some of my old writing the other day and found "Our Story"-My two best friends and the three guys who changed our lives. the writing was horrible-but the memories it invoked where tangible. It felt like I was living it all over again. I hadn't thought for along time how I used to always feel like a princess around them, and coming from a girl who could care less about being a princess that says alot.

I'd never had guys pull out chairs, opened doors, stand up and the dinner table until all the ladies were seated, or give special care at dances to make sure we never sat out a dance unless we wanted too.

So here's a tribute to the Good Ones ladies- they're out there-just be patient and they'll find you!

And to the guys: Thanks for all those slumber parties in our living room, teaching us how to cook and reminding us that it's ok to let ourselves be loved a little!

And just for shits and giggles, here's an excerpt of the horribly written "An Era of Our Own".

...and then I went to college, with my bad girl stare and motorcyle jacket and the most frightened puppy dog eyes in the world. I was scared that I wouldn't get along with anyone, plus I had a band nerd for a roomate. There were ten girls in my unit. Down the hall a bubbly character with a huge grin, and artist and a dancer, a weirdo, and athlete and a girl who always seemed like she didn't want to be there, a sex fiend (not really) and a cowgirl (yes, really). So began the extent of my college education. I don't think that I will ever remember what classes I took but I'll always remember these few lessons:
  • Stick with the social butterfly (even if she's a little kooky)
  • Never call a girl with red curly hair "Annie" Or she'll put a spell on you.
  • Never play basketball with your boyfriend or you'll never dance again.
  • Art should be fun, not a career.
  • Athletes should never date athletes, it gets way to complicated
  • Never waste time on you high school sweetheart
  • Always give your boyfriend a *this part has been edited for the protection of the innocent*
  • Being Miss Colorado really doesn't amount to much
  • That ban nerd that you always make fun of is really a very special person just trying to make it like the rest of us.

Sometimes I wonder why we became friends, but then I remember that it was because of our differences and not in spite of them....

And if you guys are out there and just happen to stumble on my blog. You're fondly remembered and dearly missed.

1 comment:

Crystal Phares said...

That was great! I don't think it was bad at all. I love reading the things you write. Oh, and by the way, I am a band nerd to the core. Always have been, always will be!