It’s Coralie’s birthday. She’s a best friend.
I want to tell you about the 52Xinfinity different reasons why she is one of THE MOST awesome individuals ever to be synthesized from the genetic material of two other individuals ever, but I’m kinda sorta studying right now. I am. I will be. I am.
I’ll be succinct. (which is one of my best words by the way)
If you ever get the chance to be friends with Coralie Ullyett, take it. Run with it. Don’t look back.
It’s like you invested in apple in the 80’s. And you’re freakin rich now.
That’s how I feel.
Best. Return. On. Investment. Ever. (see, I’m studying)
She makes friendships. I don’t mean like she makes friends, but like she makes the friendship. You must know what I mean, you must have come across one of these friends before.
I hope you kept them.
They’re the kind of friend who always makes you feel all loved n junk. Like somehow, even though you know their life is busy because they’re probably off saving the world (or environment), they always take time to think about you. And they find a way let you know. Sometimes it’s a text, an email, a phone call, or even a freaking postcard. Postcards are the bee’s knees.
Magic, these friends.
They’re the ones who teach their friends how to be friends.
I’m both jealous of their friendbilities, and crippling-ly grateful that I wound up on the receiving end. Yes, gratefulness can be crippling. And crippling can be manipulated into the word “crippling-ly”. You saw it.
I’m working on spreading more of this friend magic myself.
Coralie, be prepared. There will be text messages. There will be tweets. There will likely be some random facebook links on your wall.
And there will be birthday scones.
She loves Coconut.
I love (mostly) everything, SO, coconut it is.