Best Friends (:

So, this is my best friend. We became best friends on October 11, 2011. I know it hasn't been a long time, but ever since I met her, we've been the closest that anyone could possibly ever get. I'm at her house right now, and I can't express how much it makes me happy. I'm glad to call her my best friend and there's nothing that could tear us apart. We met in our AP World History class. We had to do a project together, and after we got together for the first time, we were hooked on each other and couldn't get enough of one another. I tell her everything and she does the same. We talk about our relationships and our deepest darkest secrets as if they were each others. We have no secrets from each other. For my birthday, she threw me a one-man surprise party with a whole lot of sticky notes and her dog. Only true friends make birthdays that special! She bought purple shirts so we can make matching shirts and have a purple out! I love her to death and I can only know her as my soul sister. She is one of the very few people that I love and treasure, and that I will always love and treasure until the day I die. We have decided to get pregnant together so we can have babies together, and so we could plan each other's baby showers! We even agreed to go Babies R' Us shopping together! I love this woman to death, and even though she may be difficult and grumpy, that makes who she is, and I love every single bit of her. Jace, I love you.

It's Been A While, But All Is Well.

It's been a while since the last time I talked, since the last time I truly talked. It's been a while since I've expressed myself regarding my emotions and life and everything else that revolves around it. I feel content with what I have and the things and people I've found on my journey. School is okay, God is great, and everything else just falls into place. I have a best friend, Jacey, and she's worked wonders with me! Explain to me this, if everything is so well, how come I haven't talked? Not because I have forgotten, but for the reason given: I have slipped. Away in life and time, living it to the fullest, I have slipped. But all is well, I can tame it. Oh, my dear mother. She's catastrophic. With my friends on my side, we blunder through life without thinking of the consequences that come with it. But all is well, for I realize what we do. I see the mistakes and the future coming. For I can foresee and waddle along, as an innocent and unharmed penguin does while wandering through the arctics, and I can be cautious with every move I make. And I am found, through Him, and I'm as happy as can be, but blindfolded, I make mistakes, while being completely aware of the tragic sight I have given to those around me. But all is well, I am forgiven, and I'm improving myself day by day. For I will stop, but I want to keep playing. My time isn't over, I'm not done yet, but I feel that when the time is right for me to go, I'll leave stealthy and quick, agile like a jungle cat, and never again come back. But until that day comes, I keep to myself; to my friends and family and all else that applies too. How many that is? Only a few. But all is well, it will be over soon.