|Current mood:|| hungry|
|Current music:||Everytime/britney (yeah shes a slut but the songs pretty)|
Today I hung out with my best friend Collette which is cool cuz I hardly ever get to hang out with her, with our work schedules and her spending a lot of time with her boyfriend. Soooo of course we went shopping and than to our favorite place PANERA BREAD!!!! Its funny how we can go for weeks without talking and when we finally do, its like no time has passed at all. I've known her since high school but we never actually hung out outside of school for some reason, but we were still friends and had homeroom and French class together for 3 yrs.
I can still remember when she came to our school in sophomore year from Jamaica. Schooling is different there so she was able to skip a grade when she should have technically been a freshman. The thing that I remember most about meeting her is that we had the SAME FREAKIN OUTFIT ON!!! This was the period in 1996 when the "Clueless" look was in, you know plaid mini, carnigan, baby tee, optional thigh high socks and maryjane shoes ensemble, ( yes i was a trendwhore even than) and yeah i had a red one on and she had a yellow one just like Cher and Dee from the movie hahahaha!!! She even had the dreads. She had hard time fitting in at first cuz of her accent, the fact that there werent many blacks in our school, and her sometimes outrageous outspokeness, she got teased a lot. Some guys would ask her if she was gonna put a voodoo curse on them, but instead of taking it to heart, she would look them straight in the eye and say "Yeah, I'm gonna turn you into a fuckin toad" hahaha.
After high school ended we drifted apart which was sad, but as fate would have it, we ended up working in the same store a few years later, and we started talking and hanging out again. Around this time it was summer and she was home from school, and I had found out that my dad had cancer. I really didnt have anyone to talk to about it cuz my friends weren't around from school, and she was the person i leaned on the most. I had this numbness inside at first, i couldnt cry or talk about it with my parents, i pretended it wasnt happening. I never wanted to be home because i didnt want to see him sick like that. The pain was too much for me, i thought it would swallow me whole. She listened when i needed to talk, didnt push when i didnt, and even took me on a road trip with her and her friend to Pa. to cheer me up. She's like the only person who can listen to me ramble on about whatever is currently pissing me off, my mom, a guy, etc,.. and not throw me out of her car after i mess with her radio for the 30th time during one car trip. She's done more than me than any friend I've ever had, and I couldn't imagine life without her. Thats it for now, later