Dedicated to another friend...

Nicole is my closest friend, she is basically family. My father thinks of her as another daughter. I call her my heterosexual life partner, because it is true.

How we met:

She was new to school in my 8th grade English class. She sat next to me. The "popular" clique immediately gravitated toward her. She was sucked into their social strata, obviously uncomfortable. Eventually we ended up walking home together. Upon our first conversation it was pretty clear that we were meant to be friends. I went to her house the same day because to be honest, I wasn't ready to stop talking to her.

We pretty much became obnoxiously close within that year. I would walk to school and stop by her house to "pick (usually wake) her up" so we could walk together every single morning. I left pretty early so that I would get there an hour before school started. So we could hang out a bit. We did this everyday for 5 years. Everyday after school we'd make time to hang out, until she got her first super serious boyfriend junior year. But in her defense I did the same thing our senior year.

We never stopped hanging out though. We went from talking every single day in high school to talking very rarely in college because of distance. But every time we're together we can speak a telepathic language. Just a look at one another can send us into hysterics. Or makes us super sad.

It is going on 11+ years since we met. I think we just keep getting closer.

Nicole: Lets make this pizza.
Puts pizza in oven, turns it to 500 degrees. 
Megan: Why are you putting it in for 500, it says 350?
Nicole: It'll cook faster
Megan turns down oven.
Megan: No, it'll burn faster.

Megan: You like him, I can tell. I know.
Nicole: No I don't, why don't you believe me?
Megan: Because I can tell when you're lying. It is in your face.
Nicole covers herself up with Megan's mom's native american fish patterned blanket.
Nicole: I don't like him! I'm serious.
Megan: Nicole...you know I can't take you seriously when you're covered in fish.

blackbubblekitty (12:30:16 PM): well, i'm not the one who blew off talking to her friend so that she could read porn
Nicole'saimname (12:30:48 PM): rotfl.
Nicole'saimname (12:30:57 PM): yea.. my bad. 


While playing 80's guitar hero - Nicole walks by

Megan: Nicole, we got a thing and it's called Radar Love.
Nicole: I always used to think they said...
Megan & Nicole at the same time: Red Hot Love.
Megan: Yeah, me too.
Nicole: Oh, I thought since you're such a music nazi that you would get mad at me about it.
Megan: No.
Nicole: Walter gets pissed if you sing it wrong.
Megan: Well, we'll just have to sing it wrong for him when he gets here. 




Nicole: sees a roadkill squirrel on the side of the road OMG! grabs a stick and starts poking it.
Megan: Oh, sweet god. Please don't do that. You'll get squirrel aids.
Nicole: Hari, it's eye looks like an olive.
Megan: I'm never going to eat olives again. I'm walking away now.
Nicole: chases Megan down Wait, Hari?
Megan: Yes, Sticky?
Nicole: Do you think it's really dead?
Megan: No Sticky, it's brains are like 5 feet away from it's head but I'm sure...it's not dead.