A Piece of My Past

Hiya guys! I hope this blog post finds all of you feeling great, grand, and groovy! So I was thinking today, reminiscing if you will, about the older days! Ya know, the times in middle school and high school that were totally awesome! Well, mine were anyway, which I mostly attribute to my close friends. What spurned on the sudden interest in taking a stroll down memory lane, you ask? I was checking my Formspring. In my inbox, someone had asked me the question: "Who was your best friend in school?" You know, I had a good many friends in school, and I didn't even have to think about who it was. Of course I fleshed out the answer on Formspring because, if you guys haven't figured out by now, I like talking! So I wanted to take a few minutes and talk about my best friend in my school days. :o)
Out of any of the friends in school I made, none could hold a candle to my friend Luke. I'm not real sure why I wound up calling him Luke, because everyone else calls him Lucus, but he'll always be Luke to me! He and I started hanging out my 6th grade year in Mrs. Betsill's 4th period English class. I'm not really sure how it happened. I think we were Agenda signing partners or maybe got paired together on a paper. Anyway! We clicked pretty well. I can remember during the summer us calling each other and, literally, staying on the phone for HOURS. To the point that I could switch from a cordless phone, to the corded phone, and then back to the cordless phone after it had built back up a full charge. I can remember sitting up on the roof at night chatting with him on the phone, and I can even remember him riding the bus to my house around 7th and 8th grade year. Those were good times! When I got my first job, and we didn't have any classes together anymore, he'd come visit me for lunch on the weekends. I always looked forward to them! He was someone that I knew I could confide anything in and I could completely trust him. I think we talked about EVERYTHING! Such fun!
That was then, and this is now. Now we're both busy, but we keep up with one another via the glorious mediums of Twitter and Facebook! Sometimes we even hang! I can honestly say he's my favorite lunch buddy ever! Wish there was more time to spend with him! He's definitely one of the people that I count among my lists of blessings. Love ya, Luke!
Till next time guys!

Death By Rice

Hiya guys! Wanted to share with you guys how I almost killed my one of my best buds today. Sit back, chillax, and enjoy!
I was having a talk today with my buddy Watson. Told her a story that went a little something like this... I will refrain from the usage of real names to protect the innocent:
So I have this friend that was scheduled to audition for a part today. The character was supposed to have low self esteem. My friend that's going for this audition, VERY much the opposite... bright, bubbly, and a blast to be around! She calls last night saying, "Hey! So I have this part to audition for. Cut me down!"
I kinda sat with the "lights on nobody's home" expression on my face for a second and then said, "Cut you down?"
She says, "You know! Insult me!" Oh had she only asked me to the night before when I was called Hitler!!!!!
I finally said, "I don't want to be the one to insult you."
She says, in a very excited tone, "Oh COME ON! Do it!"
I kinda rolled my eyes and responded, in a dead panned voice, "Fine. You freak. You sideshow."
Silence on the other end for the space of about about five seconds, longest time the girl had ever been quiet the whole time I've known her. Finally, in a shaky voice she finds her voice... "Well, that made me feel like I wasn't even worth cutting down."
I kinda smirked on the other end, "Well, destroyed your self esteem, didn't it?"
She answers back, "Hey! Thanks!"
So anyway, I tell this story to Watson, unaware that my good friend is eating some rice for her lunch. I get the IM response: "I can't swallow my food!" Meaning in my mind... OMG! I've killed Watson!!!! It was a rice killing!!!!
She tells me later after she was calm that one of her coworkers kept checking on her after hearing the choking... at least she was cared for! :o)
Anyway, after the whole thing was over, I tell her I can see the headlines now. "WATSON: Death by Rice". But all is well in Watsonville. She's still alive and kicking, and I only partially killed her... good thing she bounces back fast! Heart ya, Wats!