happy birthday, T-Money!
hands off, boys!
sigh. sometimes i think i love you more than life itself.
i've known you since the horrifying summer i moved to texas in 1999... since then you somehow surpassed me in all ways of being a woman, having style, and managing your life. you're my favorite person to do nothing with, or lay around and eat enormous amounts of one singular food with. possibly you are the only one that gets as excited as i do when i inventory what i have bought after a day of shopping. i like to hang out with you when i feel like being alone. is that weird? i tell you the truth about myself and for some reason, you still like me. you understand that cereal and Coach are two of God's gifts to women. can we be friends forever?
you're going to rock Wellesley, which is a college i can barely spell. :( boston is so lucky >(