Hey this is Helena!! Bahahahahaha!! I hacked yo blog, sucka! I got on the computer and it was logged in, sorry. But since I'm in your blog, imma write you a letter. =)
Dear You.
I love that you know what I'm thinking when I don't even know what I'm talking about. We always seem to agree even when we don't. (Confusing, right? =) We are spontaneous, creative, boring girls who both love and hate boys at the same time. Rodeos and dancing are kind of our thing along with hammocks and babies and playing. Plus about a hundred thousand inside jokes. Some jokes come and go, some stay for months, but they're stupid and make us laugh and I love it. I look up to you so much. I really don't think you know how much. Your relationship with your brothers and sisters (Zach), the way you are with kids, the way you act around guys...don't laugh. Honestly. I'm jealous of your sense of humor, your hottie mchotness (Don't deny it. It's a Hammock Truth), again, the way you act around guys, and how you make sweatpants awesome. Also your uniform. =) I'm sorry I flirt with Zach. But honestly, how am i supposed to NOT? =) I love that I can vent to you about EVERYTHING. From mom problems, to boy problems to problems about myself. You know more about me than most people and you are someone that I trust with that. I've told you soooo much about my life, but there's still some things that I would like to tell you and talk about in the future, but our 17th summer isn't the time for that. For us, going out on a Friday night means putting on heels, lip gloss and heading to Wal*Mart. =D And I love it. Occasionally we might go to the mall...if we're feeling really ambitious. Hahaha! Country music is our genre and summer with the windows down is the best time to play it.
I don't really remember when we officially became best friends, but whenever it was...thank God. Honestly. Remind me sometime to tell you about the time you saved my life. 10th grade. Literally SAVED MY LIFE. Thank you. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your friendship, stories, sharing, venting, listening, playing, arguing, and loving. You really are the best friend I've ever had and I am grateful that God gave me you during high school. Looking back, I needed you in high school and (Ahhh! =) college more than anywhere else in my life. Sounds cheesy but, yeah.
I LOVE YOU TO FARKING BITS AND PIECES, GIRLY!!! Hahaha! Sorry I commandeered your blog for a day. ;D
-Helena
Dear You.
I love that you know what I'm thinking when I don't even know what I'm talking about. We always seem to agree even when we don't. (Confusing, right? =) We are spontaneous, creative, boring girls who both love and hate boys at the same time. Rodeos and dancing are kind of our thing along with hammocks and babies and playing. Plus about a hundred thousand inside jokes. Some jokes come and go, some stay for months, but they're stupid and make us laugh and I love it. I look up to you so much. I really don't think you know how much. Your relationship with your brothers and sisters (Zach), the way you are with kids, the way you act around guys...don't laugh. Honestly. I'm jealous of your sense of humor, your hottie mchotness (Don't deny it. It's a Hammock Truth), again, the way you act around guys, and how you make sweatpants awesome. Also your uniform. =) I'm sorry I flirt with Zach. But honestly, how am i supposed to NOT? =) I love that I can vent to you about EVERYTHING. From mom problems, to boy problems to problems about myself. You know more about me than most people and you are someone that I trust with that. I've told you soooo much about my life, but there's still some things that I would like to tell you and talk about in the future, but our 17th summer isn't the time for that. For us, going out on a Friday night means putting on heels, lip gloss and heading to Wal*Mart. =D And I love it. Occasionally we might go to the mall...if we're feeling really ambitious. Hahaha! Country music is our genre and summer with the windows down is the best time to play it.
I don't really remember when we officially became best friends, but whenever it was...thank God. Honestly. Remind me sometime to tell you about the time you saved my life. 10th grade. Literally SAVED MY LIFE. Thank you. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your friendship, stories, sharing, venting, listening, playing, arguing, and loving. You really are the best friend I've ever had and I am grateful that God gave me you during high school. Looking back, I needed you in high school and (Ahhh! =) college more than anywhere else in my life. Sounds cheesy but, yeah.
I LOVE YOU TO FARKING BITS AND PIECES, GIRLY!!! Hahaha! Sorry I commandeered your blog for a day. ;D
-Helena
