Happy Birthday, Zelly!
♥♥ Happy 20th Birthday to Zelly! My First Officer, the Wookiee in my cockpit, and the Pokemon I choose when I need to win a gym battle! You'll be my best friend forever, without the cheesy necklace, but with more love than you know how to handle! ILY, Zelly! You chicken a la wuss! ♥♥
ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY~~~ ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY~~~
(Imagine me saying that in the Ellipsis voice, or the special Irvy voice, and you're right at home, plagued by my annoying squealing as always!)
As of today, you're no longer a teenager. You're twenty, and you and I can sit on the front porch with shotguns in hand and cigarettes dangling from our lips, chasing young'uns off our property. It'll be the first day of the rest of your life as a non-teenager and hopefully, a contributing member of society - but everybody knows how overrated it is to contribute to society when you can mooch off it and eat its ice cream without paying. You're the friend I'll have until we stop contributing to society and become grumpy old women with nothing to talk about but our bridge games, our cats, and the good old glory days of our misspent, wild youths. Or something like that. Probably nothing like that. But you'll be my friend for the rest of my life, rain or shine, angst or fluff. You'll always be the person who understands me best, and I'll always try to be that person for you, too. I love my Zell monster!
When we look back on today, we'll remember that we didn't get to hang out and enjoy the day the way we planned to, thanks to job interviews and orientations getting in the way. But we'll also remember that Harry Potter didn't crash your birthday, and that you got a package full of random stuff from your mom and sister so you could eat Gobstoppers for breakfast and sit on Kick-It all morning rather than getting out of your pajamas. It's that kind of thing that makes me love being friends with you. If I decide I don't want to do anything but read fanfiction and laze around, you know when to rib me about it and push me to be productive, and when to sit back and enjoy yourself in an equally lazy fashion. We don't have to go on epic adventures to have fun. Sometimes, the most fun I have with you is talking between our bunks, or sitting in the movie theatre making fun of previews, or just sitting in silence in the car or at the desk. Just doing nothing, but this kind of nothing means a whole lot more than that. It means that I am completely comfortable with you.
We can't sit in the woods this year and drink Coke, bitching about bad fanfiction and silly fandom conventions that bother us but that we can't change, talking about memories of other times and other friends - but you'll always be the friend in every time and place in my life who means the most to me. Just sharing memories with you, telling you about this or that stupid thing that I did, is time well spent; we don't have to have done those stupid things together to laugh about it. We didn't have to grow up together and share every waking moment from day one. Sometimes, the people you meet when you've already become the person you'll be forever are the people who will be with you for the rest of that forever. I mean, hell, in another life you and I worked West Virginia coal mines side by side; we'll make the best of this time, and the next time 'round. And in another life, when we're best friends again, we'll do it all again, with new mistakes, new inside jokes, but the same feeling of lurve that marks our friendship now. Another summer, next summer, we'll go camping again and we'll make more rubbish in the woods, and we'll bullshit for hours. This year, we'll find a way to make your birthday and the rest of this summer awesome.
All I want is for Zell to be happy and take this moment to make her my family, in the (slightly-altered) words of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. And all I know is, I want to be friends with you forever, no matter what happens. I don't want there to be things left to tell you when all is said and done. You already know everything - and, well, if you don't, you can always ask and I'll tell you. You're the person I tell every last thing, regardless of how ignorant and idiotic it makes me look, and the person whose advice I take most seriously. If I need help with something, I can turn to you. If I whine to you to help me with my Myspace layout, even though you loathe Myspace, you sit down and code the transparency. If you say you want Sweet Tarts, I grab some for you on my way home from work or class, even if the store is out of the way and the candy is ridiculously marked up. It's the little things, man, the everyday bullshit of you borrowing my blow dryer and me borrowing your hair brush. That's what makes your journey to the Dark Side complete, and what makes our friendship so spiffy. I don't care if you eat my food or mock my clothes, and you don't care if I torture your cat or use your lotion. And that's why we live together without killing each other. You and Mandy are the only friends I have whom I can honestly say I would be happy to live with you and I know that whatever conflicts we have would be easily managed. So far, every conflict you and I have ever had has been dust and Drifloons in the wind. We'll get through everything in life together, from that day in ninth grade till the day we're ninety-nine.
So here's to the next time 'round. Filled with gayness, unicorns, Pokemon, your inability to speak with a British accent, and my inability to cut salmon.
I have been, and always shall be, your friend. And you'll always be mine, my bestest best friend. You shadowboxing chicken wuss, you.
"Truthfully, I
I'm finding finally.
Truthfully, you
You helped me find at last.
Truthfully, we
Are finding out what's true.
And truthfully, I am finding out what's you.
Surprise, 'cause I was flying the plane.
Surprise, 'cause now I'm smiling again.
Surprise, 'cause you showed up with your parachute.
Surprise, I'm kind of happy you showed up."
- Lisa Loeb, Truthfully
"Shining like a summer rainbow
We are colors
We are bright
Vanishing into the sunshine
Like a river made of light.
Floating in a summer memory,
I can see you in my mind,
Knowing it goes on forever
Far beyond us,
Far behind.
Where you are,
Do you know
I think of you?
Where you are,
Do you know?
I hope you do."
- October Project, Where You Are
I love you, Zelly! You're my best friend in the world! Whatever happens, I'll always be here to support you, throw you down, pick you up, and fly away on our zephyr to find a place together. ♥
"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is."
ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY~~~ ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY ZELLY~~~
(Imagine me saying that in the Ellipsis voice, or the special Irvy voice, and you're right at home, plagued by my annoying squealing as always!)
As of today, you're no longer a teenager. You're twenty, and you and I can sit on the front porch with shotguns in hand and cigarettes dangling from our lips, chasing young'uns off our property. It'll be the first day of the rest of your life as a non-teenager and hopefully, a contributing member of society - but everybody knows how overrated it is to contribute to society when you can mooch off it and eat its ice cream without paying. You're the friend I'll have until we stop contributing to society and become grumpy old women with nothing to talk about but our bridge games, our cats, and the good old glory days of our misspent, wild youths. Or something like that. Probably nothing like that. But you'll be my friend for the rest of my life, rain or shine, angst or fluff. You'll always be the person who understands me best, and I'll always try to be that person for you, too. I love my Zell monster!
When we look back on today, we'll remember that we didn't get to hang out and enjoy the day the way we planned to, thanks to job interviews and orientations getting in the way. But we'll also remember that Harry Potter didn't crash your birthday, and that you got a package full of random stuff from your mom and sister so you could eat Gobstoppers for breakfast and sit on Kick-It all morning rather than getting out of your pajamas. It's that kind of thing that makes me love being friends with you. If I decide I don't want to do anything but read fanfiction and laze around, you know when to rib me about it and push me to be productive, and when to sit back and enjoy yourself in an equally lazy fashion. We don't have to go on epic adventures to have fun. Sometimes, the most fun I have with you is talking between our bunks, or sitting in the movie theatre making fun of previews, or just sitting in silence in the car or at the desk. Just doing nothing, but this kind of nothing means a whole lot more than that. It means that I am completely comfortable with you.
We can't sit in the woods this year and drink Coke, bitching about bad fanfiction and silly fandom conventions that bother us but that we can't change, talking about memories of other times and other friends - but you'll always be the friend in every time and place in my life who means the most to me. Just sharing memories with you, telling you about this or that stupid thing that I did, is time well spent; we don't have to have done those stupid things together to laugh about it. We didn't have to grow up together and share every waking moment from day one. Sometimes, the people you meet when you've already become the person you'll be forever are the people who will be with you for the rest of that forever. I mean, hell, in another life you and I worked West Virginia coal mines side by side; we'll make the best of this time, and the next time 'round. And in another life, when we're best friends again, we'll do it all again, with new mistakes, new inside jokes, but the same feeling of lurve that marks our friendship now. Another summer, next summer, we'll go camping again and we'll make more rubbish in the woods, and we'll bullshit for hours. This year, we'll find a way to make your birthday and the rest of this summer awesome.
All I want is for Zell to be happy and take this moment to make her my family, in the (slightly-altered) words of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. And all I know is, I want to be friends with you forever, no matter what happens. I don't want there to be things left to tell you when all is said and done. You already know everything - and, well, if you don't, you can always ask and I'll tell you. You're the person I tell every last thing, regardless of how ignorant and idiotic it makes me look, and the person whose advice I take most seriously. If I need help with something, I can turn to you. If I whine to you to help me with my Myspace layout, even though you loathe Myspace, you sit down and code the transparency. If you say you want Sweet Tarts, I grab some for you on my way home from work or class, even if the store is out of the way and the candy is ridiculously marked up. It's the little things, man, the everyday bullshit of you borrowing my blow dryer and me borrowing your hair brush. That's what makes your journey to the Dark Side complete, and what makes our friendship so spiffy. I don't care if you eat my food or mock my clothes, and you don't care if I torture your cat or use your lotion. And that's why we live together without killing each other. You and Mandy are the only friends I have whom I can honestly say I would be happy to live with you and I know that whatever conflicts we have would be easily managed. So far, every conflict you and I have ever had has been dust and Drifloons in the wind. We'll get through everything in life together, from that day in ninth grade till the day we're ninety-nine.
So here's to the next time 'round. Filled with gayness, unicorns, Pokemon, your inability to speak with a British accent, and my inability to cut salmon.
I have been, and always shall be, your friend. And you'll always be mine, my bestest best friend. You shadowboxing chicken wuss, you.
"Truthfully, I
I'm finding finally.
Truthfully, you
You helped me find at last.
Truthfully, we
Are finding out what's true.
And truthfully, I am finding out what's you.
Surprise, 'cause I was flying the plane.
Surprise, 'cause now I'm smiling again.
Surprise, 'cause you showed up with your parachute.
Surprise, I'm kind of happy you showed up."
- Lisa Loeb, Truthfully
"Shining like a summer rainbow
We are colors
We are bright
Vanishing into the sunshine
Like a river made of light.
Floating in a summer memory,
I can see you in my mind,
Knowing it goes on forever
Far beyond us,
Far behind.
Where you are,
Do you know
I think of you?
Where you are,
Do you know?
I hope you do."
- October Project, Where You Are
I love you, Zelly! You're my best friend in the world! Whatever happens, I'll always be here to support you, throw you down, pick you up, and fly away on our zephyr to find a place together. ♥
"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is."