One of my dear friends, Kalli, had her 21st birthday party this weekend and let me tell you how much I love that girl. She moved into my life as a young 18 year old when I was a young RA, running the 2nd floor of Phelps. Not all the girls on my hall were jewels, let me just tell you. But me and Kalli were pals from the first moment we realized we had the same wardrobe. Later on we realized we both wanted to be rappers when we grew up. I was pleased to hear that her birthday celebration was a thug party and now I want to always dress like a thug because it's really comfortable. We got home and went straight to bed cause we basically had our pajamas on. The sentimental part of this story is me mentioning how much I love to see people grow in my life, it's a really cool thing. I met Kalli on her first day of college and I can't wait to see her graduate in May and that is just a gift from Jesus to have friends like that, ya know? I have lots of friends who I've seen grow over short and long periods of time. I just like it. I would say I feel like she's my kid and I'm proud of her but that's awkward and she acts more grown up than me a lot of times.
No comments:
Post a Comment