You, you crazy child you.
Though I’m not, nor have I ever been, your best friend, it doesn’t change the fact that we have always somehow remained important in each other’s lives. It’s funny too, how that can be, when we were only really close from 2007 – 2009. Just three short years, yet I feel like our friendship means so much more than the time we spent together. We’ve lost touch with each other completely, yet I’m sure in twenty years’ time, we’ll still be going to each others’ birthday events.
It started in 8th grade Food Tech, and as it seems, weird people are like magnets to other weird people. How did we get acquainted so quickly? We talked about the strangest things, you had the most absurd sense of humour I’ve ever come across in my short eighteen years, but you were the crazy weird that allowed me to unleash my crazy weird.
9th grade was bliss because being in the same class for almost everything meant we could spend all day everyday together soaking up each other’s weird. I’d say that year was probably one of the best years of my life.
You might mean much more to me than I ever did to you, but alas. There are plenty of reasons why.
You, at such a young age, already knew who you were, already knew yourself, you were already your own person. I was still caught up in chasing fads and trying to make people like me. The most amazing thing that anyone’s ever done for me, a shy little wallflower, was bring out the confidence in me. Bring me out of my shell.
The whole time I knew you, that’s what you got me to do.
You helped me to completely forget about all the bullying that had gone on. I smiled and laughed in class, for a change.
Music class was so much fun. We jammed together, you taught me all this stuff, we helped each other with our assignments, performances, etc. Especially when I freaked the frack out before one performance, and we just sat in the rehearsal room talking about stuff to take my mind off of it.
But the most important thing of all, is that if I had not met you, I might never have realised my passion for acting/theater, and eventually, film. If I hadn’t partnered up with this enthusiastic ball of sunshine in all our drama exercises, I might not even be taking the course I’m doing now.
You made me so incredibly enthusiastic about drama class, and so confident. Confident enough to want to volunteer to perform in front of the class, the activities we had to do in partners.
So then I’d go on to choose it as an elective, and then it just became my life all throughout high school. And if I hadn’t chosen drama, how would I have known I’d be interested in film? The potential career that I’m pursuing?
If I had not met you, I would not be on the path that I’m on. So yeah, you sure as hell changed my life. And I didn’t even realise.
All the countless notes we passed in class, the crazy stories we made up, the origami you taught me, the inside jokes, music, english, drama, metal tech, Spongebob, Naruto(!), Jason Mraz, Boys Like Girls, Gaia, the list is endless!
You’ll always be so special to me, and I thank you endlessly with all of my heart for being a spazzed out talented and crazy weird blob that just grew out of nowhere from a bunch of weeds. :)