Reminiscence
-We were nothing if not resourceful; if there was no man to be found our Barbies could still manage. For some reason inter-species breeding was never a problem- sure that star fish didn't really LOOK like Ken, but if you squinted hard enough there was a bit of resemblance. My idea of sex had always been represented by mashing the two together-of course prefaced by a candid discussion of each partner's sexual history, and their honest oath that they were not infected with any sort of STD. She’ll always be my best friend, nothing will ever change that. I only seem capable of uncertainty with her, but it’s only because she means so much. She helped shape my personality and made me who I am.
-We were friends as soon as we were introduced; there was no awkward moment of uncertain meeting- we were just friends and that was how it was going to be. I remember when we were forced to hide in the bathroom of Barnes and Nobles, laughing uncontrollably at the situation. My dad seemed permanently stationed at a chair just outside; I wasn’t supposed to be there, one of my copious lies had finally caught up to me. We hesitantly peeked around the corridor, struggling to keep giggles to ourselves and sprinted full speed towards the exit, erupting in laughter as we went. Staying friends, however, has never been as easy as becoming them was. I miss her tremendously already.
-We were enemies for months if not years before a begrudging friendship was formed. He said he would catch me. I believed him. BUT HE LIED. Nothing was waiting for me at the bottom of that stairwell except a pair of busted knees and bruises that lasted for weeks. In spite of his constant betrayals, he is irreplaceable. He brings a kind of energy to outings that could never be recreated without his presence. My life would be so plain without him and I hate that he’s around so infrequently.
-We were friends as soon as we were introduced; there was no awkward moment of uncertain meeting- we were just friends and that was how it was going to be. I remember when we were forced to hide in the bathroom of Barnes and Nobles, laughing uncontrollably at the situation. My dad seemed permanently stationed at a chair just outside; I wasn’t supposed to be there, one of my copious lies had finally caught up to me. We hesitantly peeked around the corridor, struggling to keep giggles to ourselves and sprinted full speed towards the exit, erupting in laughter as we went. Staying friends, however, has never been as easy as becoming them was. I miss her tremendously already.
-We were enemies for months if not years before a begrudging friendship was formed. He said he would catch me. I believed him. BUT HE LIED. Nothing was waiting for me at the bottom of that stairwell except a pair of busted knees and bruises that lasted for weeks. In spite of his constant betrayals, he is irreplaceable. He brings a kind of energy to outings that could never be recreated without his presence. My life would be so plain without him and I hate that he’s around so infrequently.