End.

The end of the list of my most memorable friends/enemies this year. I know I skipped some on the list, and even though I wrote a few drafts, I couldn't bring myself to post them without revealing my inner thoughts to the world.
So yes, I'm done.

Much love;

P.S.
Look at this french cow.

Anu.

All the little talks about our love lives at Starbucks were wonderful. Sitting behind the guy you really liked in History and telling you about his every move was fun too.
It's funny how we met in Saturday school, and you told me your first impression of me was a preppy, stuck up, ignorant air-headed bitch and my first impression for you was that you were the good-at-everything, smart, annoying type, but we got to know each other better and found out how wrong we were.
Guess I should get Saturday school more often, so I get to meet more awesome people like you. ;]
Much looove;

Selena.

Go away, no one wants you here!

Haha, kidding. <3
Until I met you, I didn't know that going to the library could be so much fun. We got kicked out so many times since we kept on getting caught for sneaking food into the children's section and for talking too loudly.

Whenever I spend time with you, I always laugh like I'm high and we always talk about the most PERVERTEDEST/randomest/meanest/weirdest shit ever.
I'm going to miss you and your handsanitizer that smells like women, with your sperm-like antibacterial beads and the lightening sunscreen that draws an arrow that points to the penis on tan guys.
I'm so glad that some asshole got us to know each other better this year, and even though he was a complete mistake, I'm still glad that "mistake" happened.
Biology class had been boring until you transfered into it :] I no longer groan at the thought of pig anatomy because I'd be too busy laughing at all the jokes we cracked about it.

Poor pigs.

From stripping behind the bleachers to bouncing up and down on Sahar's trampoline, this year was amazing.
Now go jump off a building.

YOU !!

Much love;

Hannibal.

♪ ~Today I don't feel like doing anything, I just wanna lay in my bed---- is the COMPLETE opposite of Hannibal. This guy, he always has to be doing something...ALL THE TIME. His version of the song would be more like: Today I'm gonna stress over EVERYTHING, I'm just gonna mess with my head...

He doesn't relax, not ever. If you asked him a simple question like, "Hey, which fruit do you like better?" his face immediately goes into his "serious" mode and has that :| expression, puts his hand on his chin and thinks for a good five minutes before he gives you his answer. Even when he gives you his answer, he STILL has this strict no-nonsense look all over.

He's the most biased person ever. If he hates someone, no matter how good they do on something, he's still always like, "Psh, that's nothing." If he likes someone, even though they look like crap, he still convinces himself that they look amazing.

You know how on some self-assessment quizzes, they ask you for a word that you use to describe yourself best? His word for himself is probably, "Technical," and even though he is, I disagree. His word is definitely "Neutral."

Why neutral? Because he doesn't talk, goes along with whatever anyone says, and doesn't show any extreme emotions. NEUTRAL !!

Once, I went shopping with him. I held up a shirt, and I was like, "Do you like it?"

He was like, "Kinda."

I was like, "Oookay, so would you buy it?"

He was like, "Maybe."

I was like, "Okay how about, on a scale of 1 - 10, what would you rate it?"

Him: "Five."

-________- *Insert FacePalm here.*

You see what I mean, NO extreme emotions? He doesn't hate it, but he doesn't love it.

I would have been like either, "Eww, it's ugly." or "OMG I LOVE IT!!" I mean, he couldn't have added or subtracted ONE so it either tilted towards like or dislike?

I'm like, "It looks good on you."

He's like, *no expression* "Okay."

Another FacePalm please?

He IS technical because he:

1. Makes everything complicated

2. Tries to think his way out of everything

3. Plans everything beforehand

4. MAKES EVERYTHING COMPLICATED.

If he opens his mouth, 70% of the time the words that come out are somehow car related. If I open my mouth, he somehow relates my words back to cars.

He likes this. ALOT.

He's extremely goody-two-shoed and very naive, and he's very practical. Low on imagination. XD

Up till now, everything I said about him weren't compliments, haha. The truth is that he's a really great friend, ( Why do you think I wrote out his flaws? Because I know he doesn't mind. :] ) and he always tries to do what ( he thinks ) is the best for the people that he cares about.

• He knows I really like chocolate so he bought chocolate for me to eat on the his car. ( White chocolate, he remembered. )
• He brought me to the beach just because I had told him I love going to the beach.
• He lets me drag him into Victoria's Secret and Sephora because he knows those are my favorite stores.
• He told his mom countless lies just so he can spend time with me and our friends.
• He defended me from other guys' teasings... even though they were joking, and I didn't mind. ( Thought that counts! )
• He took me on countless drag races because he knows I love the excitement of it.
• He puts up with my endless crap.

The list definitely goes on and on, and I can list many more but I'm not going to. I know I definitely take a friend like him for granted, since I can never repay him for the kindness he shows towards me, but the least I can do is to remember all of his actions.

How many times have I ranted to him about how my life sucks and he stays up past 3AM in the morning, pretending he's not tired and braving his mom's fury, just so he could read my spam overflowing his chat window?

And the times he patiently listens to me while I gush about how hot a guy is?

What about the times where he texts me asking if I'm okay, since he noticed that I had skipped school?

In conclusion:

I'm thankful towards David for giving you my number.

I'm grateful for all of the time we got to spend together.

I'm sorry for all the hurtful remarks I've made towards you.

And, I thank you, for being such an amazing friend.

Much love;

( Like my new signature? XD )

P.S.

You're an amazing driver. ( I win. ;] )

His YouTube is here: http://www.youtube.com/user/videowatcher93

Sharon.

I apologize for my last vulgar entry below. Actually, haha... no I don't. But, now that the trash has been taken out, I'm going to move onto someone who's better. SHAAAYYYRONN!! Who's the sweetest wasabi alive?!
( I was going to put a picture of us here, but I realized that I couldn't find any...so here's a picture I drew of me and her. )
Kinda took me like 2 minutes on Paint...plus the faces were taken off of Google. Hey, don't judge.

This picture kinda doesn't do us justice...As you can tell, I'm not particularly skillful when it comes to art.

Anyways, Sharon's really the most incredible person, like ever. She is truthful, she's entertaining, creative, loyal, and a true friend. I can always count on her to agree with me when I think a guy is hot, and she would always stalk him with me if I asked ( JK...well, maybe not ).
She understands me, and is always there to protect me from people who makes fun of my blonde moments...( expression only, not literally ). The ONLY flaw that's even slightly related to her is...WE NEVER SPEND TIME TOGETHER !!
We always plan things, but in the end, one of us always ends up cancelling. Why is this??! It's like someone up there doesn't like the idea of us being together.
I have this one special memory of us together, even though we had alot of fun times together, this one outshines all the rest. It was when me and her coincidentally met at Starbucks, when we went with different people at different times. I had only known her for 2 days back then. She went with our friend Anu, but Anu had to leave early, so Sharon was left at Starbucks alone.

Holy crap, this picture of the coffee gave me SO much formatting trouble.

I ditched the people I went with, and walked Sharon home.
The little 15 minute walk to her house turned out to be the time and place for the most heartfelt conversation I've ever had with Sharon. For once, there were no jokes, no teasing, no crazy laughing. We found that we were alike in more ways than we could ever imagine, and we comforted each other's boy troubles.
I told her secrets that no one else knew about me even though I had only known her for 2 days. To me, she was, and still is, amazing. 
I have no idea why this post is so short!! Maybe because it's little because it represents the time me and Sharon spent together this year: very little. :[
Oh well, short and sweet? Haha, it sounds like that sugar-substitute...Nevermind, I just googled it; it's called Sweet 'N Low. I was close? Wow, why is sugar related to sharon...o_O
Because they both start with an "S", and both are sweet. ;]
Anywhooo,
iHeartSharonTonsAndTons.

Much love;

Fanny.

The other Swede in my life is called Fanny. <3

Fanny's always been the motherly figure around me. Not saying that she looks like a mom, in fact, maybe the total opposite, but she acts like a mom because of her caring-ness, her love and her lectures to us... ( Fine, she only lectures me, but still. )

 Once, in the middle of lecturing me about dieting, she exasperatedly exclaimed, "Chrissy, you've GOT to eat!!" I stopped her mid-sentence and was like, "Geez Fanny, you're just like a mom. Not my mom since she's been encouraging me to diet, but still, a mom." She smiled and replied, "Well SOMEONE's gotta do it."
She has this protective element about her, like a mother hen looking out for her baby chicks... I still remember her fuming over something someone once did to Sharon, she looked positively serious when she said, "If he EVER does that again, I will find him, and I will KILL him." I swear, at that moment, not even the SWAT team armed with machine guns would want to mess with her.

Fanny wins, hands down.

                                       
Fanny's always the perfect one to tell secrets to, because you can physically FEEL that she would never betray you. During the "dramatic" times in my life, I would show up every morning to English, stressing out about something, and as soon as I see my glowing/blonde/beautiful/Barbie/mom#2 there, I would immediately feel relaxed. And I would spend the entire English period pouring my heart out to her, and she would listen, without judgement, leaving her work there untouched.
I admit, that I don't tell her all of my secrets. ( No secrets, no mystery right? No mystery = BORING. ) But for the ones that I do tell her, I know she'll take them to the grave.
Every time I have a problem, Brooke is there to be the "counselor", Sara is there to distract me with something fun, but Fanny is there to listen with a concerned look in her eyes, with her hand on my knee to comfort me silently.
When Fanny feels tension between me and someone, she always drags me out of the group and asks me what's wrong. When she notices a bruise or a cut on me, she immediately asks me if someone's hit me. If I miss English, she always calls me during break and cusses me out. How can I not feel the love??
Writing this, I'm feeling kind of emotional, because Fanny is leaving next year and I might never see her again...
To be honest though, you guys will hate your first impression of her. Why? 'Cause she's so effing gorgeous that it's not. even. funny. She literally looks like a life-sized Barbie doll with her sparkling blue eyes and flowing blonde hair! I know I called her a mom, because she acts like one, but seriously I can't even see her dressed in a "mom outfit". If she's ever married, she'll be a trophy wife, because of her beauty. Look.

LOL sorry for the words...I had to rip this picture off of our P.E. project on YouTube since I didn't have the original file...

Okay so maybe you can't really see her face here ( sorry XD ) but the reason why I showed you guys this is because this is the only picture we have together !!
Why? Because I make it a personal rule to never take pictures with Swedish hotties...my ego is already literally pea sized from hanging around two of them all the time, I don't need it shrunken even smaller by being compared to them in pictures. Like our t-shirts? Custom made ;] ( By us. )
Looking back, I have so many lovely memories with this amazing lady:

• We went to the my first ever football game together where our school made a come back to our rival school ( they kicked our ass for the past 29 years but we won this year !! ) 
• We would text each other frantically the day before an essay is due and would feel better by knowing that neither of us had even started it 
• We would breeze through English knowing if we failed, we would still have each other
• We share mutual hate for bitches/trolls/teachers/ugly, disgusting, annoying people...

Fanny is a serious "no nonsense" girl, a beautiful doll, and above all, an amazing listener and a caring friend. Bottom line: I love her, and there's no other way to put it. <3
I realized that this post is unlike all my other blog entries, because this is 100% serious and without humor, boring and the pieces don't go together. It's because I don't want to think about Fanny leaving when she's been a part of my life every single school day for the past half year. While I'm not certain that I'm leaving, Fanny is positive she's leaving and I KNOW that I won't see her next year, even if I stayed. Which is why every time when I continue writing this post, I get all emotional and I don't want to face reality. Even though reality is, after all, reality, and it comes true whether you accept it or not.
See there, I just did it again. My last sentence made no sense with the one before that...Ignore it...
Fanny, I wish you every happiness in life because that's what you deserve, and I'm so glad I met you this year. I'm truly blessed to have you as my friend, and know that I will always love you.
                                              
Sorry for the bad post every body.

~ Funny Bunny is a Dumby because she gives everybody Money and makes the sky always Sunny...

Much love;