Sierra The Awesome

I promised this a while ago, but have yet to actually write it. Well, she got her wisdom teeth out today, and I FORGOT BECAUSE I AM A BAD PERSON WAH, and as a way of making it up to her, I will finally write this out...while listening to "So Much Better" from Legally Blonde: The Musical. Lord, have mercy upon me, I know not what I do. And hey, at least it's Not Shrek: The Musical.

Sierra and I have known each other for a long time. We met when we were really little--maybe four or five or six--in micro-soccer, which is basically a lot of little kids running around and tripping over balls that are bigger than they are. Her dad was the coach of the our "team", and we...I don't know. We connected. For years, we were little-kid biffles, going over to each other's house and making all kinds of mischief: examples include writing fake love letters from her twin brothers to my little sister (god, that went over BADLY), practicing hypnotism with the aid of her Sailor Moon clock, and playing Neopets incessantly (I've totally given that up...no really, I have, STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT, fine, I still play Destructo-Match 2). We were these two little kids having tons of fun, and not a whole lot else mattered.

Time went by and separate schools, soccer teams, and such took their toll. We lost contact. I think we met once or twice at movie theaters and on the street, and we were happy to see each other, but there wasn't really a connection. Even when high school started and we were in the same building for six hours each day, not much happened. After all, CRLS is not...how do I say...a small school. We had no classes together and different lunches. There was no place or time for a reunion. Even having a class together--Acting & Play Study under the indefatigable Mr. Cramp--didn't do much.

Then we did the Spring Play our sophomore year.

I can't really express how happy I am that Sierra and I are friends again. She's just...such an inspiring person. Her attitude about life is one that I've admired ever since I actually started talking to her again. She's cheerful and enthusiastic, but not, like, afraid to be in a bad mood or to be unhappy about stuff. She's smart, hilarious, and a beautiful person. I can talk to her about anything, and not only will she understand, she'll make me feel better or offer something new I hadn't even considered on the issue. She's a brilliant photographer and I love gabbing out photos with her slightly less than I love looking at her photos. I don't know, there's not a whole lot more I can say, except that I love her to bits and I am in no hurry to lose contact with such an awesome person again.

P.S. Her dog is also adorable. I would kidnap it and cuddle it forever, except I know that would make Sierra sad.