I'm feeling very sentimental and sappy right now, which happens rarely -so I've decided to indulge my readers in a little cheese.
I've just finished watching Bride Wars, and that films always reminds me of my and my best friend - we've known eachother since playgroup and have been best friends since forever.
We've grown together, we've eased through happy times, shared many a drunken night - ending up sleeping at each others houses, and we've also shared the not so happy times, times which are't so easy to get through, but we've both been there for eachother, regardless.
People say you can't choose your family, but you can choose your friends, well I think I can choose family, and I chose pretty wisely, because even though we aren't related by blood - she is my sister.
We argue. ALOT. Over the most pointless of things, but it's what makes us well..us.
I know I can walk into her house, regardless of whether she is actually in or not, and just sit upstairs in the living room waiting for her. She comes into my house and just makes herself a cuppa and steals the control from me.
I think I take our time together for granted because we're growing up, and we're growing up fast, soon we won't have that much time together, we'll be busy with jobs and being adults. Saying that, I know nothing in the world can push us apart, we have had countless arguements and have gone weeks without speaking or seeing eachother, but whenever we come together, it's like no time has passed at all. And I know it will always be like that. We'll still be arguing about pointless things when we are 85 and wearing skin coloured tights and old lady shoes.
Love you trillions bub. X
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