Blogs are really hard to write when you've been drinking

LOOK WHO'S HERE!!

It's my BFF Barbie! (and bff Lacy!!!! -Barbie) She lives in the internet. You can find her here.

Barbie was kind enough to pay me a visit this weekend. We are currently listening to 90s music and drinking beer punch. (It's better than it sounds. Ask me for the recipe :]) Let me give you a little history of Barbie and myself.

Barbie and I met in 7th grade during orchestra class. I left class for a private lesson, and when I came back Barbie was sitting in my chair. The way she tells it, she was completely intimidated by me, but I have no idea why. I'm I really nice person! I swear! *stares*

Anyway, I don't really remember the exact chain of events that led to us becoming best friends, but it happened very quickly. We were soon causing trouble all over the school, and our teachers always had to keep us separated during class. Our orchestra director, Mrs. Ewton, said that she split us up to help out the other students in the viola section, but we knew better. We were often mistaken as sisters in public. We still are.

Also, I just found out that my best friend has a distinct fear of urethras. In case you were wondering.

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So now you know. Barbie is my bestest friend ever and has been for eight years.

Also, I apologize for the schizophrenic nature of this blog post. We are both drunkzors. So. You know.

Til tomorrow!