Back in my high school saddle

So yesterday, I got an email from my long lost best friend from High school.....I'll call her Beth, because that is her name. I read the name in the mail, and was immediately screaming, jumping-up-and-down, going-crazy happy. Beth and I met our sophomore year at the homecoming dance (the theme was HAWAII!!). We were standing in a big group, laughing and talking, and I kept noticing this ONE person kept getting ALL of my jokes, and references. When we both broke into Melikelikimaka, I knew I was crazy about her. We talked for about 24 hours straight that weekend. (I remember her calling and seeing what was up, and me telling her I was sitting down to a big tub of cookie dough, purchased from the Band.)

Beth and I were pretty inseparable after that. We passed notes in the hall (always folded in strange ways, as to be artful), talked on the phone nightly to semi nightly, hung out, went places, complained about our families and horrible relationships, gave each other shit about our foibles, and generally loved each other all through High School. She became a mainstay at my house (at least in conversation) and I became one at hers (literally, I was there a whole lot).We stayed friends every day, just about, and gave each other hugs just about as much (except for the horrible terrible senior year, where my only problem was my relationships with people who were alive).

Its so cool. I missed her, and she missed me, and now I have one of my best friends in life back.

(In case you guys are worried about how Kylie might feel about this, Beth is now married with one child. Her husband is ALSO a good friend from school.)

Yay me!