High school would have been totally different without my best friend. Maybe my taste in music too, and definitely my handwriting. I can't always see the change I bring in people, but I know how she changed me. We shared pretty much everything, except boyfriends, although that was a constant reminder of the outsiders regarding our potential falling-out.
(Diaries. Vintage. Extinct.)
First of all we shared a diary. What started as random notes among a group of people whenever the teachers bored us to death became a pretty regular thing with us two.
We shared the same passion for writing. We took every ordinary thing in our lives and made it extraordinary. And we wrote everything down for years. With the Twin Peaks hype we became Twin Freaks, and our motto: "Tonight I will write again".
We shared the same passion for music. We were very hooked on the radio shows and we were actively providing feedback. Sometimes in writing, other times in person... We listened to a lot of music and watched a lot of videos.
We shared. On the phone. A LOT. Our mothers were stumped that we spent every minute of the day together and while home we still had something to talk about...
We shared the same bed, more than once. Now, for all of you pervs out there, I do remember I once said we should do something memorable for our anniversary, like each-other, but I never managed to get her drunk, so no luck yet :) However, I do have a funny story involving me and her in the same bed. It was the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Just kidding... it was right before our annual rock festival, probably Rock '92, and we were finally asleep after a night of loud music, juicy videos, funny gossip, and cheerful laughter. One of Bach's pen-pals (travelling from somewhere in the countryside to Bucharest for this event) decided to pay her an unannounced visit. Bach's mother opened the door asking this person (whom we never met in person before) to come inside. There, in the living room, a puzzled guest looked down in awe at two sleepy creatures trying to regain vocal abilities. When I could finally articulate, I said something I've always wanted to say: "Honey, this is not what it looks like"...
We shared the same love for the great outdoors. We walked A LOT, everyday. We once went to the airport and back. Yes, on foot. We always wanted to do the globe-trotting thing...
Good things come with aging, too. After all, there has to be retributions :) The great part is we no longer have to walk to the airport and come back home. Nowadays we're driving there and taking off to our destinations of choice. To celebrate 20 years of friendship we decided to go someplace where we could just recap the highlights of our lives so far and hopefully provide new material for the next 20 years to come.
But more about this later :)