Friday, May 13, 2011

Happy Birthday To My Dear Friend Hillory

WARNING: I AM ABOUT TO SHOW YOU SOME OF THE MOST UNFLATTERING PICTURES (OF ME) OF ALL TIME. As for if Hillary thinks she looks good in any of these, I will let her be the judge.

So here is a little background.  I went to a Baptist college in Shawnee, Oklahoma for two years.  It wasn't my thing.  I may or may not have had a little too much liveliness for such a close-minded school, so before my junior year, I left.  Another girl who I had seen but never met also left OBU that year and we ended up at the same school.  BOOMER SOONER!  We were roommates for two wonderful, fun-filled years.  Today is her birthday, and because she is one of my best friends in the world, I am going to take this opportunity to show you just how cool we were.

Really, if I tried to explain half of the things we did, you would think I was a nut (I won't even try to explain or even mention our nicknames for each other)...but humor me.

Hillary and I are vastly different.  Maybe that's why we got along so well.  I am pretty sure we were friends from the first day we lived together.  I mean, I think so... I hope she does too!  Hillary put up with me when I invited male belly dancers into our apartment.  She put up with me for the whole semester that I dated a dirty hippie (Literally, he was dirty.  He smelled.).  She even went clubbing once!  We had so many nights that we stayed up laughing at the most ridiculous things... We had a meeting with our RA because we were just so loud at night.  (One of my favorite memories of all time was the night of my bachelorette party when we decided to go ring our old RAs doorbell and run away (I swear, it's the fastest I have ever run in my life.  I am told differently, though)... then go streaking.  Okay, I was a little (lot) intoxicated.  She even took care of the bump I got on my head after face planting into the top of her car while waving at the banana hammock boys.  Wait, do I sound crazy enough yet?  I promise I'm a responsible person now.)  And, oh, wedding planning was so much fun after midnight. I know, I know... None of this is entertaining to anyone but us, but I just was to get the point across that we had a lot of ridiculous fun.  Did I mention that she was my maid of honor?  Okay, okay, without further a-dew... I promise we took the majority of these before we made any friends...  Obviously.

 I'll start off with a good picture of is to prove that we can be pretty.
 I'm not sure why I am posting this, other than it is just so bad, it makes me laugh every time.
 Really, I'm not sure what we would have done without photobooth.

 This was one of our first nights at OU... And definitely our first photo shoot.

 Hillary was nice enough to never tell me that my haircut looked awful... Even when I thought it would be cool to keep one piece longer than the rest.  She is such a kind soul.  Also, she never judged me for wearing so many necklaces.  I never noticed that till now.  True friend.
 Really, who hasn't wanted to know what you would look like with freckles or a mole?
 The first (and last) time Hillary and I went dancing at da club, yo.
Hey, every photo shoot needs props.


1 comment:

  1. i love best friends that you can be completely retarded with & they still love you :)