Hey Eunice Sheene, we haven't been together much at all, perhaps even if we count the hours we spent together in last sem's Aqua Sci 16, Comm 2, and Soc Sci 2 classes, but I am undeniably closer to you than my actual classmates; fellow Clovers. It's not that I have anything against them, it's that you have "something".
Let me talk about that something - I think I first saw you as we were lining up to pay tuition for the second sem of our first year in college, and I remember how I couldn't stop staring at you because I found you incredibly pretty. (First compliment. Oops.) Then, for some reason, you were my classmate in all of my GE subjects save for one. That, thankfully, gave me a legit reason to talk to you without seeming creepy. Although I am aware that I am giving off the stalker/lesbian vibes right now. Smooth moves, Lesh.
Anyway, pressing fast forward to summer: I will forever be grateful to Twitter that it allowed me to get to know you and actually become your friend. And at the risk of sounding creepy again, I was glad to find out that we had a lot in common, like attraction to good grammar and taste in music and favorite movies. And of course, let's not leave out another really great thing you and Twitter did for me... my *cough* love life *cough*.
Finally, I'd like to thank you for always being there to listen to my insecure rants, and that you trust me enough to tell me your own secrets. (JUST KNOW, FUTURE ADMIRERS OF EUNICE, THAT IF YOU EVER SO MUCH AS LET HER SHED ONE TEAR, YOU ARE DEAD TO ME.)
I don't know where I'm going with this post anymore though, but you should know that I'm extremely lucky to have someone like you in my life - beautiful, strong, intelligent, talented, and awkward. (Heh, awkward. Also, there's that string of compliments I'm apologizing for.) Since you're already too much a part of my life, I hope you never leave. I channelled creepy vibes again, didn't I. Anyway.
Happy legality, "Mom"! I love you a lot. And I'm always a text away.
