January 29, 2012

  • to you, whoever you are

    'Cause even the stars, they burn -
    some even fall to the earth.
    We've got a lot to learn;
    God knows we're worth it.

    - Jason Mraz, I Won't Give Up

    -+-

    "It's like you're psychic."
    "No, Christa.  You're just predictable."

    D:

    -+-

    Thank you for being my silver lining.

    Things have been difficult, but the laughter that you always provide and the smile that you always inspire never fail to transcend the limits of gratitude. It is the greatest amount of wealth.

    When I beat myself up, you're the one that holds me back. When I'm going to beat someone else up, you're the one that holds them down to make it easier for me to punch them in the nads, because of course, only you're allowed to beat me up, right? You're one of few that's allowed to beat me up. That is, until multiple members of the few form the Anti-Christa Squad in my kitchen, then I just want to fight everyone. Holy shit. Oh my freakin' god.

    You're the one that cheers and screams, "Oh my god, CHRISTA!" when we coincidentally see each other in the halls, in the green room, on the fourth floor of the library, in the lantern, in the S&E third floor, in Target, in another city.  You're the one that remembers my birthday, after seven years of giving up on getting presents on my birthday.  Your friendship is the greatest present I could ask for, but that wasn't enough for you.  You were always the one that wanted to give more.  

    You're the one that remembers details about me, that nods when I tell you a story because you already know the ending, because you remember the last billion times that I've told it to you.  You're the one that still messages me on AIM, even though it's been years since we've had classes together.  You're the one that still visits me every year on my birthday, even though it's been almost a decade since I moved away.  You're the new face that I have barely met, or yet to meet, but I know that I'll adore you all the same.

    When we stay up studying all night, you're the one that buys me breakfast and chats with me over coffee for as long as possible before we have to part ways. You're the one that wants me to watch all of your favorite movies so that we can talk in catchphrases and inside jokes. You're the one that laughs in perfect synchrony with me as we smile, walking towards our respective labs. You're the one that keeps me down to earth. You're the one that reminds me to check my technique, because I'm not as perfect an undergraduate researcher as everyone is convinced.  You're the one that convinces me that I am going places.  You're the one that drives me to chase those places accordingly.

    You're the one that spends all day reviewing Microbiology with me, even when we're so exhausted that we're comatose on the floor of the library.  You're the one that stays up all night with me reviewing organic chemistry, taking frequent breaks in laughter.  You're the one that tells people that I have dates with my Biochemistry textbook, then smiles at me, "Some people just don't get it like we do."  You're the one that sings songs with me while we're both doing tissue culture work.  We don't just move monolayers, we move mountains.

    You're the one that thinks I'm worth investing in.  You're the one that tells me in secrecy that I'm known as the one that everyone on the S&E third floor adores. You're the one that meets me between cities for a breakfast lost in time.  You're the one that reads all of my many websites and knows me almost as well as I do, if not moreso.  You're the one that knows all my flaws, all my mistakes, all my terrors, and you accept me all the same.  And at the same time, you're also the one that doesn't put up with my bullshit.  You're the one that I can be human with.

    You're the one that calls me names.  You're the one that gives me nicknames.  I've learned that those two are completely different things, but both completely full with amity and fondness.

    You are the one that respects me.  You are the one that makes me feel like treasure, when I used to feel like trash, and even when I sometimes still do.  You are the one that has turned to me, and you are the one that I've also turned to.  You are the one that I know I can always turn to.  Not only are you the one that makes me smile, but you are the one that smiles because of me.  You are the one that I can be myself around.  You are the one that makes me feel wealthy.

    I'm lucky to have friends like you.

    Thank you for reminding me that life is wonderful.

    Thank you all, for giving me a life full of love.