![]() Where to start with my friends??? I don't want to mess this up or offend anyone because my friends mean the world to me. And I'd hate to do like a profile of every single one of them. Plus I don't think they'd appreciate it either. I'm sure Zach doesn't want everyone to know about his fetish with "fingerpuppets." Or the duct tape bondage thing which I now have a picture of and will put up on this site. hehehe. Anyhoo... I guess this page will just be my ramblings about my friends and various links to pictures. And I should warn you that by clicking on any link on this page will open up a new window, but if you just leave that window open, it should be all that you need. If multiple windows open, tell me and I'll fix it. Thanx. So where shall I start??? I guess I'll start with my bestest bud in the whole entire world-- my best friend Julia. Why is she my best bud? Good question. No one, not even us, know exactly. We are pretty different. We don't even hang out with each other that often. We've known each other since 6th grade and still argue about how we met. I know I'm right on this one. Although she has never been wrong about anything... Oh well. Yes, it's true. She has never been wrong about anything. I doubted her once and that was the biggest mistake of my life. I should have listened to her. She is an amazing person. I love her with all my heart. She's always been there for me. We've shared laughs and tears. She's the only person on the face of the earth that I can open up to. Why you might ask? I don't know. I just can. I trust her and I feel so comfortable talking to her. I trust my other friends too and can talk to them too, but... I guess I've just known her longer. I remember back in middle school people wondered if I liked her or if we were "going out" and all the jazz. I just smiled politely. I could never picture us like that. It's so different the relationship we have... I don't know what else to say... I don't know what I'd do without her...
Well... I hope that my other friends don't feel offended that I don't write that much about them. But Julia is really special. My other friends are special too. Like Mike. He's like the closest guy friend that I
Then there are the Eastsiders... See I live on the westside of Madison and so do all the forementioned people. But then we have some friends from the eastside. We befriended them because we felt Another friend that I have to mention is my friend Julie. I never get to see her anymore. :-( But we keep in touch via email. She's in Madison once in awhile, but the joke is that when we plan to do stuff and see each other, we don't. But then, out of the blue, we'll see each other or I'll make a special trip to Appleton to see her and her concert. *ahem* She's special. We once had a thing. Sorta but not really. I took her to her Homecoming. That was fun. I've known her for a couple of years now. I saw her every Saturday for two years (good ol' WYSO). I even remember how we first met. I try to always remember when I first meet a person. She is an absolutely beautiful person inside and out. She's got a boyfriend who she is absolutely in love with. She is so happy. And I am so happy for her.
Like I said along time ago (if you were paying attention), I'm a freshman at the Univ. of Wisconsin-- Madison. And a lot of my A lot of my friends don't go to the UW. Mike goes to Lehigh. You're probably asking yourself "where?" Don't worry. Everybody does that. hehehe. And Melissa goes to Babson. Yeah yeah-- 'Where?' hehehe. My friend Emilie goes to "USC." No. Not Univ. of Southern Cali, but Univ. of South Carolina. Good ol' Fighting 'Cocks. Gamecocks, that is. She and Mike use to have a thing. But then it stopped. And now it's just stupid those two. Oh well... They're my friends. What can we do? Emilie's cool. She can be a little overwhelming but it's because she cares so much. I've known her for awhile too.
I'm gonna stop here. I hope I don't offend anyone if they're not mentioned above. If I mentioned everybody, this page would go on and on and on and on and on and... well... you get the picture.
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