freshman sentiments

maybe it's because it's been 10 years since my freshman year in college, and i'm feeling sentimental. maybe it's because burton is almost finished with school (7 months and counting) and we'll actually be leaving the college town bubble i've become so accustomed to living in over the past decade. maybe it's because i'm realizing so many friends are now gone or are on their way out. or maybe it's just because i have the greatest friends EVER! but whatever the case, i'm missing my friends.

i spent some of the day reading through old journals. i started writing in a journal in 9th grade. i was an avid journal writer all through highschool and college, and even a couple years after college. i've sort of sucked at it lately, but over the years i've accumulated 15 volumes of my journal. they range from incredibly embarrasing confessions of love for multiple boys to incredibly embarrasing confessions of love for the man i finally married. they contain detailed play-by-plays of roommate brawls and mushy play-by-plays of how so-and-so held my hand and then we slid closer on the couch and badda-bing badda-bang and then we kissed! so embarrasing.

but what it also contains is evidence of great friends. evidence of the amazing influence a handful of people have had on my life. total strangers who entered my life and soon became my best friends in the whole world.

the girls: we fought over boys, fought over clothes, fought over food and chores. we had food fights, water fights, screaming-crying-want-to-punch-her-in-the-face fights. but we laughed harder than i think i've ever laughed in my whole life. we had pillow talk. we compared cup sizes. we etched the initials of boys we'd kissed into the bunkbeds. we skipped school and stayed in our pajamas all day and watched 90210 reruns while eating pasta roni straight from the pot. we ate no-bake cookies 'til we could hardly walk anymore. we threw dance parties and got in trouble. we had breakfast parties and invited only boys -- like 40 of them. we locked all our doors, dressed up like hula dancers and danced on our coffee table to butt-rock classics. we went an entire month bumming toilet paper off other people, just to see if we could go a month without having to buy it. i love my girls.

the boys: my best "guy" friends were established pretty early and they remained my best guy friends throughout. we were total idiots together. we laughed a lot. we watched a lot of stupid movies. we said really dumb stuff all the time. they wrestled in my house. they ate our food. they drove us to the store. they took us out. they were always ready to give a priesthood blessing. they could be total dorks and make us laugh and didn't have to be "cool". they cared about us and could see us without our make-up on and they still thought we were great. i love my boys.

so anyway... it's really been 10 years. TEN years. i miss you all. i'm so glad you are all my friends and i'm so glad you're all happy! love you all dear friends! thanks for the fun times. ;)