She’s one of those people who are lazy, but smart. And the type of person to appear cold-hearted but is actually a very kind person, except she’s a backpack hater for some reason and gets annoyed when I put my backpack next to her. Like, really, she’s a completely different person when I do that |: But she gives me candy so I end up forgiving her, (or should it be the other way around?)

We’re always talking about random stuff, going on Yahoo, and looking at websites involving the paranormal, superstitions, prophecies and the like. You could say it’s one of our weird hobbies, but no one’s judging right?  Well, except maybe for Matthew, who looks at us with a disappointed expression on his face.

I’m sure we’ll still be friends for the remaining two years, and she’ll still be called Raccoon and maybe I’ll still be called Hippo. All I know is she’s a friend I’ll never forget!