Is it weird to wish someone happy birthday when you haven't seen them for literally years?
Yesterday was the birthday of one of my friends from grade school and junior high. She and I faught like sisters, giggled like little girls at 15 and got into trouble at ages thought to be too young. We got caught stealing cigarettes from my mom in the 5th grade and shaving our legs before I was supposed to the same year. We were "so over" playing with Barbies and dolls. We were trying to grab boys' attention by the 6th grade. She was much more successful than I was. She got me crushing on a guy I knew from around. And she got him crushing on her. Drama, Drama, Drama. Every year I think of her on her birthday and wonder where she is. The last time I heard from her was August of 2002. She was thinking of going into the Navy, I think. Going to Florida to check it out at least. I was headed to Northwest Missouri State University and madly in love. So times change. I'm pretty sure she's not in the military, and pretty sure I'm not madly in love with anyone. But let me check again, nope still not madly in love! I saw her sister at this past New Year's, so I'm sure she got a full report on my behavior that night. Nice, huh? Yesterday she turned 22. Happy birthday, Leslie. I hope all is well in your world now. Really.
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