You know all those crazy-lame surveys that ask you weird questions about your top 8? Well I can just tell you about them, and tell you WAYYY more interesting things than "How would you feel if 2 and 7 dated?" (Which, for the record, would be harder on their boyfriends than it would be on me)
Christa. I met Christa when I was 5. She hated me, I was oblivious to it. Somehow this got reversed and here we are today. She is single, so take note. She enjoys long 'wuns' in fargo (where you half walk, half run), living with me, and rich men she meets in Mexico. We get along pretty well. She puts up with my emotional overloads, and I attempt to help her with math occasionally. All in all, I'd say it worked out all right. We also enjoy SNL more than you, sooo...
Courtney. She's just plain fun. She, Christa and I watched scary movies at her house, and she was always the bravest one. (Sorry for all those who thought it was me) She is also the only one trusting enough to let me dye her hair. Even if it turns orange. Which was an accident. And not my fault, she told me. She is a homeowner, and her neighbors are pretty awesome. They come over for parties every once in awhile.
Troy. Every play I was in in high school, Troy and I had an amazing time. Making fun of people generally. Now he's an elementary ed/theatre major/party extraordinaire. Troy generally knows what's going on, and being his friend, when I'm home I go with. He presented me with a lawn penguin once, that he...found. It's in my trunk, if anyone wants to see it. He also takes good photography, look him up on facebook.
Whitney. I was downright terrified of Whitney when I first met her. She was two years older than me, and way cooler. But then she showed me around Fargo when I first got here, and now she's not scary. Seven-layer bars were something she introduced me to. I had pop at her house once, my legs went jello, and my mom thought she drugged me. Christa and I made her a patriotic beer bong for her birthday. We live in Fargo and rarely see each other. Dumb.
Emily. She was my County SC when I was a stater at Girls' State. She was a sweetheart, and now I see her regularly once a year, and whenever I decide to facebook creep on her. One time, I convinced her and Katie Behm to have a long island tea race. Emily did in fact come out victorious. I also like sending Emily random things, not limited to 10 photos of me, my friends, and some guys I though she would find attractive.
Heather. She's my cousin. She's engaged to a guy named TJ, who is also fun. She's good at keeping my mom in check when Mom thinks I'm out getting drunk and then driving cars around the Fargo-Moorhead area. She has a dog, Spencer, who is pretty darn adorable. She just graduated from college and is now in the real working world. And another fun fact, we both have friends named Emily Frenzel.
Katie. Katie was my senior counselor when I was a JC. I was mildly intimidated at first, but we got really close really fast. She's one of those people I can talk about anything with. I wanted her to get a tattoo with me this June, and I got her to nearly say yes last year. I wonder if she remembers. She is currently getting ready for the MCAT. She is going to make an awesome doctor. I will go to her. Unless she specializes in Urology. Ask her about the horse necklace.
Em. I have known her for roughly 17 years and ten days. I am not counting womb time since I was promised a brother. The doctor was actually positive it was a boy. She plays hockey and enjoys checking girls when the refs aren't looking. She's going to be a traitor and go to UND. I say there's still time, seeing as how she'll only be a senior. She's the president of FBLA and they took first at state to go to nationals. But had to cancel cuz of lack of funds.
All right. Well there you go. Way more interesting than those surveys. I enjoy these people. They are lucky enough to know me. But seriously though, I can't imagine what I'd do without any of them. Even though I don't see many of them too often, it makes up it when I do. And then the ones I see more than that, I am glad I do
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