I miss....
lying on our backs at the law building and finding cloud animals
watching dancing with the stars, just to see cheryl, edita, max and julianne dance
you pretending cheryl was you 'girl', but once she got voted off--quickly switching to julianne
you pretending like you are a Friends fan
making a list of things we were going to do, but not doing any of it
eating udon
eating cpk
eating thaiger room
you discovering ak mak
watching juno 4 times in the theater
you signing the check in chinese
feeding the ducks things ducks shouldn't eat
you never doing my dishes
laughing at nothing
laughing at something
me getting a better grade in philosophy because i am smarter than you
you introducing me to taro bubble tea
you telling me what pochis actually means
you killing my plants
me watching you only eat half of your food so you can 'take the other half to work'
you rapping along with your 'music' and trying to enlighten me
you thinking you are will smith from the fresh prince of bell air
you correcting me on all the misspelled names in this post
you being here last month.....
p.s. it's obviously a french poodle
OH MY GOD. I LOVE YOU...
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lying on our backs on the green lake dock and finding even more cloud animals
sitting outside of hansee and getting yelled out for polluting the air
taping entire seasons of making the band and beauty and the geek for you
running into you randomly at the flag pole at least once a week
after work tso yen circles during GEAR UP summers
making grace fold under peer pressure
flautas days at terry lander cafe - so special!
meeting all your beautiful girlfriends and making sure they ask about me when you see them again
you demanding ownership of wendy's old banana republic, j crew, and club monaco outfits
pillaging the clothes donation bin in search of free stuff
getting food at mcmahon 6 then falling asleep after oprah and doctor phil on your hard bed in hansee while you wrote your papers
watching you try to spit off every balcony i've ever had and never making it past the railing
your chicken adobo, vegetarian lasagna, vegetarian chili, corn bread, buckwheat pancakes, and curry
the 450 degree oven mitt
your state farm chopsticks that doubled as drumsticks for devin
the first conversation ever that started it all when i was sitting on my futon and you were on ben's chair
you being too scared to drive a car that was finally yours
odoul's and lime and salt
sitting on the couch at aladdin's gyrocery
you explaining the female anatomy to me
sitting on the log when i broke my "unbreakable" nalgene bottle
you calling it smalltown
everybody at uw wondering about us, especially jeevy
you reminding me that i'm not cool enough for the naked lady charcoal sketch
helping you carry your laundry down to the laundry room
womack
pleese do not scream in the caseeno
acting like we're trendy and hip at coffee shops
your old school red cell phone
talking like captain jack sparrow and my accent always turning australian
you introducing me to sauconys
finding $20 Roos at Urban outfitters, and you not getting excited the first day i wore them
hearing your cindy impersonation
you leaving incriminating evidence like student id cards in my mom's car
having the exact same discussion about your plants and how you take such good care of them and oh look at how much they're growing
your old lady impression on the massage chair when we cooked dinner together for our potluck
being taken away to a whole new world when you put up the chinese lantern lights
sneaking to watch sports on your tv and turning down the volume
teaching you about recycling
building samurai snowmen in denny field
working out for one entire summer and you telling me that i was starting to grow a muscle
you giving me my first and second p. diddy mohawks
teaching you how to connect to the internet
trying to get you to go on a damn walk through the park
the historic university theatre "did you know this is where jet city improv perform on fridays and saturday nights?"
walking 20 minutes (one way) late at night to visit you on campus
driving across the bridge every day after work to eat dinner with you
talking about nothing
really talking about everything
my best friend ever...
p.s. it was a turtle
its 650:)
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