20 October 2007
♥ some love letters.
Dear Kayla,
I'm taking a cue from you and writing letters to all my closest friends to let them know how much I adore them. Since I've known you the longest--a decade is over half our lives, after all--it only makes sense that you would come first. In spite of all our stupid fights, you really are my best friend in the whole entire world, and I wouldn't trade you for anything. I know I make fun of you (in my defense, you openly mock me on a fairly regular basis as well), but you are probably one of the more stoic people I have ever known: even when things are more than a bit messy for you, you always manage to keep on truckin, and that's more than most people, including myself, can say. You know me better than most people ever will, and you never fail to call me on it when I'm being completely ridiculous. Thank you for being my bestest best friend even when I don't deserve it in the least. You're the best.
Dear Kelsey,
We've only been friends for something like a year now, but I feel closer to you than I do to most people in spite of that. There's something about you that makes it impossible not to smile (or laugh til my stomach hurts) whenever we're together, and that makes me one of the luckier friends in the world. You care about your friends more than anyone else I have ever met, and we're all so fortunate to have you in our lives. It's so refreshing to be around someone like you, who tells the truth and doesn't avoid those rather touchy subjects. We need to have some serious BFF time in the rather near future, because not seeing you for more than, like, 12 hours makes me a little antsy. I love you MADLY and I'm so glad you've stuck with me through thick and thin. You are so much more beautiful and funny and smart and generally amazing than you give yourself credit for, and don't you forget it. Thank you for everything.
Dear Sowmie,
I miss you like crazy now that you live in California, but that doesn't stop me from remembering how much fun we've had before and since you moved. Every time we talk I almost end up peeing myself from laughing so hard (no joke). As much as I wish you still lived here and we still had art together and we still went to Good Times and talked about stupid smoothies / boys every day, it's always fun to hear about things in mini-India/'Nam. I'm so glad we've managed to stay friends after all this time, and I hope that lasts forever, because you are one of the most interesting, clever, intelligent people I have ever met in my life. I love you like a sister!
Dear Alli,
I can't tell you how much it drives me crazy that I hardly ever get to see you anymore. Why do we both have to be so busy / live so far apart? Anyway, I know you probably hear this every day of your life, but you're absolutely inspiring. Every morning I wake up and see that amazing painting hanging in my room, and I can't believe how talented you are, and how that's not limited in the least to one area or another: you're a fabulous artist, an incredible musician, and one of the most unique and intensely independent people I have ever met. I love you like crazy, and I'm so grateful that someone as amazing as you is my friend. And Alli? Don't ever let anyone discourage you. You are beautiful and sharp and witty and talented, and there are some truly phenomenal things in your future.
Dear Matt,
There is something about you that makes me weak in the knees. I'm not sure what it is--your good looks, your incredible sense of humor, your ability to know exactly what I want--I could go on and on, but there are some things that are better when no one else knows about them. There was a long time when I wasn't sure I would ever feel like this about someone again, but you stepped into my life in the most unexpected of ways, and since then you've managed to make everything in it about a thousand times better. It's so nice to know I can count on you, and I think I might just be the luckiest girl in the world to have ended up with someone so perfect for me. The only thing I don't like about this is that I spend too much time missing you, but I guess that's not so bad, either: it's just that much better when we're finally together again. Thank you for everything--for the flowers and the late-night phone calls, the ghost stories in Leyden, the kisses on my neck, the jokes and the laughing--everything. I was afraid to say it at first, but it's true: I love you.
Dear Leah,
I'm not sure where to begin with you. I am continually amazed by you, because you were there for me when no one else really understood what I needed. You were strong enough to forgive the people who made your life the most miserable (aside, of course, from Satan himself), and you helped me to get past quite possibly the most traumatic event of my life thus far. I'm a little sad that you live a thousand miles away now, because hardly a day goes by that I don't wish I could tell you everything that's going on in my life. You are without a doubt the strongest, wisest person I know, and I'm so grateful that you're back in my life.
Dear Mom,
I know it's lame to write you a stupid note on my stupid blog, but I guess some things are just hard to say to someone you don't always get along with. I know things are hard for both of us lately, and I know watching me grow up (and screw up, as I do on an almost daily basis) can't be easy, but I hope you realize I appreciate all this more than it's easy for me to let on. Thank you for caring and being around even when I'm a heinous bitch, for forgiving me for all the nasty things I've said and stupid things I've done, for loving me no matter what, even when I am really more of just a pain in the ass than anything. I'm glad we're both getting past this, and that we're both getting what we need now. You're a nut just like me, and I guess at the very least it keeps things interesting. You're kind of the sister I never had, and for that, I am eternally grateful. I can't always bring myself to say it out loud, but I do love you.
I'm taking a cue from you and writing letters to all my closest friends to let them know how much I adore them. Since I've known you the longest--a decade is over half our lives, after all--it only makes sense that you would come first. In spite of all our stupid fights, you really are my best friend in the whole entire world, and I wouldn't trade you for anything. I know I make fun of you (in my defense, you openly mock me on a fairly regular basis as well), but you are probably one of the more stoic people I have ever known: even when things are more than a bit messy for you, you always manage to keep on truckin, and that's more than most people, including myself, can say. You know me better than most people ever will, and you never fail to call me on it when I'm being completely ridiculous. Thank you for being my bestest best friend even when I don't deserve it in the least. You're the best.
Dear Kelsey,
We've only been friends for something like a year now, but I feel closer to you than I do to most people in spite of that. There's something about you that makes it impossible not to smile (or laugh til my stomach hurts) whenever we're together, and that makes me one of the luckier friends in the world. You care about your friends more than anyone else I have ever met, and we're all so fortunate to have you in our lives. It's so refreshing to be around someone like you, who tells the truth and doesn't avoid those rather touchy subjects. We need to have some serious BFF time in the rather near future, because not seeing you for more than, like, 12 hours makes me a little antsy. I love you MADLY and I'm so glad you've stuck with me through thick and thin. You are so much more beautiful and funny and smart and generally amazing than you give yourself credit for, and don't you forget it. Thank you for everything.
Dear Sowmie,
I miss you like crazy now that you live in California, but that doesn't stop me from remembering how much fun we've had before and since you moved. Every time we talk I almost end up peeing myself from laughing so hard (no joke). As much as I wish you still lived here and we still had art together and we still went to Good Times and talked about stupid smoothies / boys every day, it's always fun to hear about things in mini-India/'Nam. I'm so glad we've managed to stay friends after all this time, and I hope that lasts forever, because you are one of the most interesting, clever, intelligent people I have ever met in my life. I love you like a sister!
Dear Alli,
I can't tell you how much it drives me crazy that I hardly ever get to see you anymore. Why do we both have to be so busy / live so far apart? Anyway, I know you probably hear this every day of your life, but you're absolutely inspiring. Every morning I wake up and see that amazing painting hanging in my room, and I can't believe how talented you are, and how that's not limited in the least to one area or another: you're a fabulous artist, an incredible musician, and one of the most unique and intensely independent people I have ever met. I love you like crazy, and I'm so grateful that someone as amazing as you is my friend. And Alli? Don't ever let anyone discourage you. You are beautiful and sharp and witty and talented, and there are some truly phenomenal things in your future.
Dear Matt,
There is something about you that makes me weak in the knees. I'm not sure what it is--your good looks, your incredible sense of humor, your ability to know exactly what I want--I could go on and on, but there are some things that are better when no one else knows about them. There was a long time when I wasn't sure I would ever feel like this about someone again, but you stepped into my life in the most unexpected of ways, and since then you've managed to make everything in it about a thousand times better. It's so nice to know I can count on you, and I think I might just be the luckiest girl in the world to have ended up with someone so perfect for me. The only thing I don't like about this is that I spend too much time missing you, but I guess that's not so bad, either: it's just that much better when we're finally together again. Thank you for everything--for the flowers and the late-night phone calls, the ghost stories in Leyden, the kisses on my neck, the jokes and the laughing--everything. I was afraid to say it at first, but it's true: I love you.
Dear Leah,
I'm not sure where to begin with you. I am continually amazed by you, because you were there for me when no one else really understood what I needed. You were strong enough to forgive the people who made your life the most miserable (aside, of course, from Satan himself), and you helped me to get past quite possibly the most traumatic event of my life thus far. I'm a little sad that you live a thousand miles away now, because hardly a day goes by that I don't wish I could tell you everything that's going on in my life. You are without a doubt the strongest, wisest person I know, and I'm so grateful that you're back in my life.
Dear Mom,
I know it's lame to write you a stupid note on my stupid blog, but I guess some things are just hard to say to someone you don't always get along with. I know things are hard for both of us lately, and I know watching me grow up (and screw up, as I do on an almost daily basis) can't be easy, but I hope you realize I appreciate all this more than it's easy for me to let on. Thank you for caring and being around even when I'm a heinous bitch, for forgiving me for all the nasty things I've said and stupid things I've done, for loving me no matter what, even when I am really more of just a pain in the ass than anything. I'm glad we're both getting past this, and that we're both getting what we need now. You're a nut just like me, and I guess at the very least it keeps things interesting. You're kind of the sister I never had, and for that, I am eternally grateful. I can't always bring myself to say it out loud, but I do love you.
10/20/2007
