Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Week 11: Best Friends

At the ripe age of seven, I would have told you, without question, that my best friend was Darcy. We grew up together in Tea, SD, and gave each other the sought-after title of 'best friend' very early in our relationship. We did EVERYTHING together. Sleepovers, basketball tournaments, Mario Kart on N64, Barbie play dates... It's weird thinking back how our parents were our sole mode of transportation, poor old folks. But me and Darcy always said that we were surely "long lost sisters" even though we looked nothing like one another. Darcy was long and skinny, wore glasses, and had big feet, while I was a compact and pudgy with chicken legs holding up the 'baby fat.' Nonetheless, we had the best of times together. She was the loud one, while I was more shy, making us the perfect combination. Through middle school, our activities departed from "childish things," and we started making full choreographed dances to our favorite songs of the time. Man, we were into some cool stuff. We did everything from Britney, to N'Sync, and that weird 'Blue' song too. She was still my best friend in high school, and although her discovery of boys didn't exactly give us much time to hang out anymore, we remained close through basketball and class. We now go to different colleges, but we still talk and get together on occasion. I know that I will always consider Darcy one of my best friends.

Since Darcy, I've come across a few more best friends. Freshman year at Mount Marty, I met a Yankton girl named Kylie. She is one of the genuine people I'll ever meet, yet so different from me. It's crazy. My current bestie is my roommate Amanda. We are both so easy-going that it's really just an easy living environment. We bond through music, and I tell her things I trust in literally no one else.

One of the most special things about really growing close to someone is what you come to realize about both yourself and this person. I love trying to figure what someone is about, reading their aura, prying into their mind when they talk, just to get in touch with who they are. It always amazes me finding all the similarities and dissimilarities between various people I have met through the years. It takes me a long time to let someone in and I can honestly say that most people I "know" have no idea what kind of stuff is actually floating around in this mess of a mind. Really, I don't know if I'll ever let anyone know me to my core... Yeah, that sounds terrifying.

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