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Dear BFF –
A lot of times you don't remember how your friends become your friends. They are your friends and that's that. There is no beginning and seemingly no end ever in sight.
Oh…but I remember our beginning! There I was at the Black Student Task Force banquet, minding my own business and making goo-goo eyes at Jabbar (sorry Sparkles). And I kept thinking, "this girl talks too much….and why is she so happy?!?!"
And you were so pretty I probably assumed you were stuck up….but that's Day 21's letter and I'm not gon' write you again….
((The people who think I'm mean now, you REALLY have no clue about freshman year Michelle……you're lucky you know me now….))
Anyway, I think it was on the way home that our bond was sealed:
You're 17? Me too! You went to an all girl school?? Me Too! You live in Seton? ME TOO!! You're a virgin?
MEEE TOOOOO!!!
OMG!
And thus, I began to hide from you!! Who knew you were kind of a stalker?? =) I remember the days I used to lock my door ('cause you would just walk in if I didn't) or take my phone off the hook so I could get a nap between classes or my job.
"I know you're in there Michelle!! Let's go to the café' and get chicken strips!"
Chicken strips are obviously the way into my life……
But what does all this say about me? By the time I got to college, I was SOOO over the friendship thing….especially having a "best friend." I was tad jaded. Dealing with friend after "friend" who just leaves for no reason, no warning, and/or no explanation. I was prepared to do my 4 years and get out ASAP. But I finally gave in! You went from being my stalker to being my "road dog." All I had to say was, "Let's Go…" and we were off with our U-Passes on an adventure……even meeting random boys at random airports.......you were down for whatever!!
Thirteen years later, not much has changed. You're still my "road dog"!! We lost a little bit of time dealing with so called boyfriends......but you know, what they say....bros before ho's.....or whatever the girl equivalent to that is! I can still count on you to be down for whatever! You're friendship has taught me that there ARE indeed people who come into your life for a lifetime. I didn't have to do anything to get it, I don't have to do anything to keep it. I'm free to be me….and I like that.
Even though you won't hold my hand and you're about as affectionate as a tree and I ALWAYS have to wait on you to come downstairs......even when I lie and say I'm there and I'm really not just so you'll get movin'......and I still try break up with you every other week or so.....
I love you.
You know it.....
2 comments:
AAWW you almost had me cryin at work. And to clarify I was not a stalker freshmen year, just overly friendly LOL, and I did hold your hand ....that one time LOL.
This was very sweet : )
Your road-dog for life!
E
lol. oh Michelle! No reason to apologize for making goo-goo eyes. A lot of us were blinded to the madness that is Jabbar. I just took it a step further (you can apologize for allowing that to happen ... offered the boy more than chicken strips or somethin!!)
Love ya anyway :)
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