It's a love story

I wouldn't call myself a romantic. Okay, I would in some ways, on some days, but the typical romantic things aren't important to me. I would be totally okay in NOT celebrating Valentine's Day with my significant other, which works out since I don't have one; I would also be okay with not celebrating anniversaries; I don't really put much stock into cute stories about how people met, either. Skylar has an issue with this apparently. We were chatting on the phone today, like any normal biffles do, and she casually mentioned how we became friends. By casually mentioned, I mean she began to reminisce about it like we were getting married tomorrow. Cute how much we love each other, RIGHT?!? Well, it would have been much cuter if I had known what the hell she was talking about. Such a man quality, I know. She was pretty hurt when she realized (because I told her) that I had not a clue how we became friends. So let me let you guys in on this prelude to our friendship.

Our high school was so small that everyone knows who everyone is. So I'm sure that we always knew each other, but according to Skylar, it was my senior year that this bond was solidified. We were both avid UIL participants. Obviously, we were the cool kids. Ha, sarcasm. So our love was cultivated at a meet located at Texas A&M Commerce. Looking back, I loved having meets here. I have the fondest memories there. That local was the place where the guys would play hacky-sack on the roof. We also got locked inside a garden there once. Had to climb a tree to get out; it was pretty scary (read: WONDERFUL). My memories of other UIL meet locals include Rice, where we took the clothing from a guy from another school and only left him a dress to wear. Fun fact: Skylar later went to prom with him. At another meet, I met a guy I liked, and he got my number. Later I found out that he liked boys. Because he asked me if my cute male friend was single. At another meet, I saw the guy I liked all up on some chick. So it's clear that my UIL memories weren't really hard to top. But according to Skylar, this Commerce meet was special.

I still don't really remember what she's talking about, but she says we watched One Tree Hill with some guy. OH MY DEAR!!! It literally just came rushing back to me!!!! Ok, first of all, it was NOT at Commerce, it was at Tarleton. (Where my sister attends school now, coincidentally.) We watched One Tree Hill on a laptop with the aforementioned guy that we made wear a dress, and who Skylar went to prom with and offended him by asking him if he liked boys. There were only a few people we knew at this meet, so we were forced to hang out with each other, Skylar and I. It's okay, because we turned out to be wonderful friends, though. THANK GOD! Because you know, I don't need any more uncomfortable UIL memories.

After the meet, I drove Skylar home in my adorable MINI Cooper. No, I don't have it anymore, so don't bother asking to see my sweet ride. My favorite part of this story was what I supposedly said to Skylar as I was dropping her off at her house: "Hey. Let's spend more time together." I'm awestruck at how we're friends after that. What an incredibly creepy thing to say to someone. I could maybe understand it if she was a man friend that I was creeping on, but to say that to a person of the same sex is pretty weird. Sorry, Sky! Only she would turn this into a magical friendship.

After that, she came to my surprise 16th birthday party put together by my best friend, Brittney. That whole situation was weird in itself. Brittney isn't from the same town I am, so she didn't know any of my friends from school, so she resorted to creepily emailing random people I was friends with on Myspace (because that was the cool thing to do). She ended up messaging people that I didn't even really know, so it got kind of weird. It turned out to be a weird night. We spent a lot of time on my swing set talking about the huge crush I had, which a few months later turned into the most unexpected (and regretted) relationship of my life. Because, you know, I've had so many.....

So yeah, that's the romantic, sentimental story of how mine and Skylar's relationship began. Now you know! You are welcome. I'm glad my creepiness returned something of value to me. Cross your fingers that happens again! Welp, I've got a really huge test tomorrow. Summer school- I know, ridiculous. Cross your fingers for that, too?? It's going to be ridiculously hard and I'm going to need some serious good vibes. OR cheering up afterward. Because the mostly likely outcome is going to be me feeling absolutely awful afterward.

AND one final thought: if you leave nice anonymous comments, I really, really appreciate it. Like more than you realize. Is it strange that it will literally make my day some days when I read some people say? It does. You know what would make my day even more, though? If I knew who you guys were. Seriously, leave a name. If you want. Because I'd really like to know who these awesome people are.

Mmmk. Time to pass out and have weird dreams!

Morgan