My BFF turns 24!

Hurrah Hurray! It’s Lindsay's birthday!! That’s right, one of my oldest friends just turned twenty-four today and I’d like to make this blog a tribute to her because I think she is just fabulous. So to start, a compare and contrast between Lindsay and myself.
Differences between Linds and me:
She has great fashion sense, I do not. She prefers a white, black and green color scheme, while I prefer a little more color. She studied abroad in England while I went to Spain. She doesn’t eat red meat, I happen to love it. She is beautifully in shape, I am not. She can run for at least an hour (I’m fairly sure she can run for more than that, but I’m keeping it safe), I can’t really run for more than 20 paces, definitely can’t finish a mile. She can get tan, I cannot. She’s got mad graphic design and art skills. I don’t. She doesn’t have a garbage can, I do. She does not have a blog, I do.
Similarities between Linds and me:
We both Aries, and both 24, and both fabulous, and both living in Chicago, both transfer students (her more than me), both lovers of sushi, both skiers, both scuba divers, both enjoy dancing, both can laugh our behinds off at each other, both like to sing loudly in the car, both early to bed-ers, both apple picker and both fantastic people to know.

Ok, enough compare and contrast. Basically, I am trying to illustrate that while we are very different people, we have some key personality traits in common that have bonded us together for life. I was going to list off some of my favorite memories with her and I couldn’t choose which to include. Do I tell how we would sit on each other’s stomachs and just start laughing hysterically without really being able to stop? Or do I tell about driving in her car around Chicago signing Junior Senior at the top of our lungs, dancing like fools? Or maybe her birthday last year when she took a shot out of the ass of a plastic sheep? Or how about when we were in 5th grade, flanked with the third of our whole unit, Monica, and we snuck into the boy’s military academy? Or maybe when we would dance and act the night away, all for the video camera to capture? Our days on the field hockey field? Or maybe the Smokey Mountains? Or the Virgin Islands? Or Canada? Or Prom? Or any freaking time I am with the girl? Because any minute I am with her is a favorite moment. To have a friend who you can laugh with and cry with and gossip with and dance with and sing with and act a fool with and be yourself with, even if you are molded out of completely different clay from one another, is the most special, happy, wonderful feeling in the world. Lindsay is a person who can cheer me up with a doodle from her notepad or a phone call or a ride in her car. I’m so lucky to be her friend, and be able to celebrate her birthday together. So three cheers to the talented, caring, charming, beautiful Lindsay. I love you to death and wish you many more happy birthdays to come!