Ok, so I have this crush (I always start out this way). I really like him, and I've liked him since the beginning of last summer. We are really good friends and sometimes I think that he thinks I'm really funny. You see, I'm a very humorous person. For awhile everything went along great. I secretly liked him, nobody but my best friends new and I made excellent jokes. But something was very rotten (and possibly moldy) in the state of Denmark. I have a hot best friend.
Now I know what your thinking. Why do you hang out with people hotter than you? That's not smart at all! Well you don't know Kim. Besides being hot she is super nice and very funny. She also has a very unique style that this boy happens to adore. So I not only hang out with her, but I try extremely hard to be her clone... Sad I know... (read my first blog on julesanstypants.blogspot.com to see why). Now, while I can't go long with out talking to, laughing with or poking Kim, I have a part of me that wants to "shave her face off and nail it to my wall." For a long time I struggled with my personality disorder. I would be really rude to her and not tell her why, and then come back later like nothing had happened. I even broke up with her, but I couldn't even last a whole week without her. You see, Kim and I aren't even best friends anymore. We are soul sisters. I know it sounds corny, but I love her, and I would pick her any day over any boy (even Jonny Depp).
I started this post very vengeful and angry... not at anyone in particular. I was upset that the boy didn't like me better or complement me, but writing about my best friend I realize that it's the people who already love me that I should think about. Thank you Kim.. For loving me.. Even when I blame you. Friends should be forever.
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