The Annual Happy Birthday Post to the Magnificent Mango (aka Ria aka missria)!
Re-live with me, seven years of December reciprocal birthday posts between missria and myself...
2003: a sweet note and a sentimental paragraph
2004: a shmoopy post and a mushy passage
2005: dear fucker and words of wisdom
2006: unexpected sentimentality and golden girl ice cream
2007: only post in 07 and a year through pictures
2008: a scranton birthday and whore bag
2009: icanhazbirfday? and it is your birthday.
2010: adam lambert says whatup and.........
Live Journal wouldn't be the same for me without our birthday posts. Neither of us even post much anymore, ALTHOUGH I'M LIKE KEVIN COSTNER UP IN THIS BITCH COMPARED TO RIA, but it wouldn't feel right to miss this day.
Honestly, though, when I was trying to think of things to get you for this monumental 28th birthday of yours (bitch, please), I thought that it would be nice if I made something myself! So I tried to make you a cake, but it came out kinda shitty.
I'm not much of a baker...
Since that didn't work out so well, I then decided that the best gift I could give you would be advice. Being so much older (you know, 29), I feel like that's the least I can do to contribute to this friendship.
Most negative feelings that come at you on any given day will be hard to deal with. But I've found that most problems can be solved with one simple question.
In addition to this advice, I think it's important that you enter this period of your life with as many real-life people skills as possible to keep douchebags and jealous bitches off your ass, unless invited (and I know you, they’re SO invited). These skills will, in turn, enable you to get ahead in life by any means necessary.
So there ya go! That wasn't too bad, was it?
And here we are. It's the end of the decade, and you're entering into the twilight of your youth. I know you joke about feeling old, but trust me, it's not that bad.
I'm so glad we're friends. We're both SO different, sometimes I wonder how it all worked out that we were friends at all.
But funny how life works out, because in reality, we fit together perfectly. I love that we can blow each other off for months at a time, and then come back together and still be awesome. Seriously, that's fucking amazing. And I wouldn't give up this friendship for anything.
So Happy Birthday, Ria. You make me a proud, old friend. Next time I come up North, we shall drink even MORE, with the assuredness that our hair will be held back if need be. That's friendship.
THIS BIRTHDAY POST IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE HEART THAT I RIPPED OUT OF EDWARD CULLEN’S CHEST.
2003: a sweet note and a sentimental paragraph
2004: a shmoopy post and a mushy passage
2005: dear fucker and words of wisdom
2006: unexpected sentimentality and golden girl ice cream
2007: only post in 07 and a year through pictures
2008: a scranton birthday and whore bag
2009: icanhazbirfday? and it is your birthday.
2010: adam lambert says whatup and.........
Live Journal wouldn't be the same for me without our birthday posts. Neither of us even post much anymore, ALTHOUGH I'M LIKE KEVIN COSTNER UP IN THIS BITCH COMPARED TO RIA, but it wouldn't feel right to miss this day.
Honestly, though, when I was trying to think of things to get you for this monumental 28th birthday of yours (bitch, please), I thought that it would be nice if I made something myself! So I tried to make you a cake, but it came out kinda shitty.
I'm not much of a baker...
Since that didn't work out so well, I then decided that the best gift I could give you would be advice. Being so much older (you know, 29), I feel like that's the least I can do to contribute to this friendship.
Most negative feelings that come at you on any given day will be hard to deal with. But I've found that most problems can be solved with one simple question.
In addition to this advice, I think it's important that you enter this period of your life with as many real-life people skills as possible to keep douchebags and jealous bitches off your ass, unless invited (and I know you, they’re SO invited). These skills will, in turn, enable you to get ahead in life by any means necessary.
So there ya go! That wasn't too bad, was it?
And here we are. It's the end of the decade, and you're entering into the twilight of your youth. I know you joke about feeling old, but trust me, it's not that bad.
I'm so glad we're friends. We're both SO different, sometimes I wonder how it all worked out that we were friends at all.
But funny how life works out, because in reality, we fit together perfectly. I love that we can blow each other off for months at a time, and then come back together and still be awesome. Seriously, that's fucking amazing. And I wouldn't give up this friendship for anything.
So Happy Birthday, Ria. You make me a proud, old friend. Next time I come up North, we shall drink even MORE, with the assuredness that our hair will be held back if need be. That's friendship.
THIS BIRTHDAY POST IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE HEART THAT I RIPPED OUT OF EDWARD CULLEN’S CHEST.