Interesting month it has been. A's back and things are awesome. Best friends, specially ones you grew up with, are better than a gift basket full of chocolate, porsche carerra s, matt damon, sparkly eyeshadow, pagani zonda, little black dress, diamonds and tiny waists. In other words, best friends are awesome...
Then came along mister F. I have known him for 12 years; we rode in the same school bus. And 12 years went by, we didn't stay in touch, didn't care.
And one find day, F is on facebook...the next three weeks pass by in a flurry of really long emails and pictures and jokes and swapping life stories about joy and heartbreak and visions and ambitions. And now...F is always there. Well, he's a few continents away. But he's always there for me. And he is often on my mind.
L suggests F has something up his sleeve. I don't think so. He seems like a harmless boy from my bus...and we are just really good friends. Right? Right!
On that note, F and I want to open up a studio together...because F has talent. Check this out:
