"Then all the reindeer loved him
as they shouted out with glee,
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
you'll go down in history!"
Letter 1:
Dear Best friend,
I've never been one for official titles. Once in seventh grade, a friend of mine asked me to be her "best friend". Much to her surprise, I answered, " I don't think you're my best friend. I don't want to have only one anyways." Call me a friend-whore or what have you but I've always enjoyed the fact that I've had many best friends-- at the same time. Oh my! I am fortunate enough to have met so many great people that I can turn to when I need a shoulder or when I need a good chuckle or two. For those of you (and you know who you are) who I am lucky enough to call one of my good friends, thank you. Thanks for putting up with my stubborn and often idiotic ways. Thanks for making me laugh until I cry. Thanks for letting me randomly belt out songs when you know I can't carry a tune. Thanks for being a pal when I needed one.
And just because I will be oceans away doesn't mean I'm not here for you. I will admit that I am SO scared that over the next 8 months none of y'all will remember me much less care about me or want to talk to me :(. I would be so bummed out if I lost my friendships with y'all. I am a sucker for letters and cards and pictures, so please don't hesitate to send some snail-mail my way! E-mails, Facebook messages, Skype, tweets, chirps, squeaks are welcomed too! I will miss the hell outta all of y'all so please don't forget me.
I've never been one for official titles. Once in seventh grade, a friend of mine asked me to be her "best friend". Much to her surprise, I answered, " I don't think you're my best friend. I don't want to have only one anyways." Call me a friend-whore or what have you but I've always enjoyed the fact that I've had many best friends-- at the same time. Oh my! I am fortunate enough to have met so many great people that I can turn to when I need a shoulder or when I need a good chuckle or two. For those of you (and you know who you are) who I am lucky enough to call one of my good friends, thank you. Thanks for putting up with my stubborn and often idiotic ways. Thanks for making me laugh until I cry. Thanks for letting me randomly belt out songs when you know I can't carry a tune. Thanks for being a pal when I needed one.
And just because I will be oceans away doesn't mean I'm not here for you. I will admit that I am SO scared that over the next 8 months none of y'all will remember me much less care about me or want to talk to me :(. I would be so bummed out if I lost my friendships with y'all. I am a sucker for letters and cards and pictures, so please don't hesitate to send some snail-mail my way! E-mails, Facebook messages, Skype, tweets, chirps, squeaks are welcomed too! I will miss the hell outta all of y'all so please don't forget me.
hmm, I was just about to ask you to be my best friend... ::puts away best friend chocolates::
ReplyDeleteDear Sandra of 25 days ago,
ReplyDeleteI skimmed over a couple posts and can tell you that you did not put up lyrics for your 25 letters. I hope that you know I'm sorely disappointed, but will read your whole blog regardless. I hope you will make up for this by posting up lyrics for a European song for each day you're away.
Sincerely,
Future T
ps. Don't cheat =)
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