Gush Galore

I was going to write a thank-you-type-thing, then I got lazy by the time the page loaded. Maybe I'll do a tribute per person per post some other time, otherwise it wouldn't be complete coz I'd be fluttering all over trying to place my thoughts. So if I do end up doing that, bear in mind it'll all be random. It's not coz I like someone over another. And if I don't mention you, it's probably coz I ran out of steam.

I realise talking to Dre that I like low maintenance people; the kind you don't have to keep calling to check back with or constantly have to hang out with. The type you can not talk to months on end and yet when you finally talk, it's like you've never been apart. I'm so blessed to have a best friend like her. Seriously. She rocks my boat through and through.

No one else quite gets me the way she does. I think it's coz we're really similar but so very different. So Dre, thanks for the laughs, the nights you've msn-ed me even though you're engrossed with auction winning, the days when I'm on a morbid, depressive streak, the weird dates you keep me company on through SMS, the secondary spy thing we never had till poly days, the comfortable silences, the this fashion shopping, the pigging outs, etc etc etc. I'm so glad we had enough sense not to let school projects tear this magic we have. You know I'm not one to gush, but I love you very many much much much.