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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Thursday, September 22, 2011 || 1:27 AM
For that past two years, I've been blogging my life away, pouring out my heart, soul and numerous other irrelevant ramblings of my life to the vast unknown population of you blogwalkers and "truth" seekers. Smh...I'm talking pure shit right now. Ok, serious face ( ._.) perfect. It's weird to think that I've been doing this for two years already. Even weirder to know that I'm not just talking to myself, that there are actual people who read my words, some of whom I actually know personally. I always thought I just rambled on for my own benefit, and to this day, it's shocking when people I know come up to me and say "OMG I read your blog! You're so funny!" That statement is shocking for two reasons. One, like I said, I never expected people to read my words and two, I'm not funny. You people are often laughing at my real life. Sad but true story. Anywhoo...Today is the birthday of one of my best friends also known as the resident douche lord of my life but best known as Pathfinder Director Sir Yes Sir Andrew Hutchinson Sir (that's his full title, in case you were wondering). So I've decided to dedicate this, my 100th blog post to him, in the hopes that I might prove what an awesome friend I am and how lucky he is to have me in his life. I've known Andy as long as I can remember and he is the only person that I've hated, liked and tolerated (not necessarily in that order) in this one lifetime. Crazy, I know. Still, I love that dude and he will always be my homie. Unless, of course, he fails to deliver the burrito he owes me, in which case I can't be sure he'll live to see next week. So dude, I have this to say to you. Are you reading?!?! PAY ATTENTION!! 1. From now on, I'm calling you Andrew. You're a grown man, a quarter of a decade now. I'm not calling you Andy. That's gay. If you don't respond when I call you Andrew, I'll refer to you by your full title (see above) which is, in my opinion, exponentially worse. 2. No, I will not marry you. No, you can't see the ring. Stop asking! 3. I'm still waiting for my burrito. DON'T TEST ME! That's all, really. I think by now, we are beyond these empty words and all this is self explanatory. We are two peas in a pod and though I've tried everything from jumping out of the pod to setting it on fire, and though I am undoubtedly on the cooler side of the pod, it is what it is. I love you dearly and you are a great friend. Until you fall off. And if it happens again, I know where you sleep and where you keep the cutlass. I don't need a key, remember that. I hope you continue to grow as a person, mainly because I want to choke you out during 90% of our conversations (you know why lmao) and that would be tragic. I hope you always have as big a heart as you do now and I hope your love of torturing people dies. Like soon. Maybe instead of being lord of the douche, the trilogy, we can tone that three down to a negative two. Ok, ok, serious face (._. ) I'm done. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KNEEGREAX!! (Don't ever say I wasn't there for you). Labels: babble and rant, friends and fam |