RACHEL
..she's the one on the right.. in the red scarf
Please embrace yourself for some not so great pictures because we hardly ever took 'seriously cute' pictures.
When I first met Rachel she was hanging out with my roommates in our living room. I hadn't been properly introduced to her, but I was super intimidated by her and I felt like she was laughing at me the whole time. I eventually left the room because I was so frustrated with "THIS GIRL!" (I say that because my thought process was as follows.. "Who does THIS GIRL think she is!? Coming over here and just laughing at me? Who does THIS GIRL think she is even coming over!?")
hahaha a few days later our apartment complex was making late night waffles and everyone in my apartment was busy except Rachel. So off we went down 4 flights of stairs to get waffles. The whole 15 minutes we were waiting in line completely changed my outlook on "THIS GIRL!" We danced in line might have even started singing and the girls in front of us were laughing at us "behind our backs" and we would just laugh with them.
Little did I know that this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Fall semester we weren't too close of friends but she was always over at our apartment hanging out with my roommates. Spring semester we ended up having Humanities together and this is where I grew to love Rachel.
Every Tuesday and Thursday she was at my house by 8:10am and I would drive us to school. We'd part for class but meet back up for Humanities. Rach and I were definitely the teachers pet. We sat in the front and we basically got away with everything and anything. It wasn't because we sucked up to her (our teacher).. okay maybe a little.. but she loved us because we actually participated in class... and we were pretty funny!
We both had a pretty big gap between classes so we would usually go get a burger, fries, and a wolverine mint brownie shake... SO GOOD! Some days we would feel bad about our eating habits so Rachel would try to say no. I say try because I was the devil on her shoulder saying that it was worth it and that burgers are good for you :) sometimes if we managed to pack a lunch for the day we would go sit in my car and eat and usually try to take a nap.
We had late night study sessions... well I guess you could call them "late night banging-our-heads-against-the-table sessions" We would write our Humanities papers and Rachel would always finish before me because she's an amazing writer. I remember the one time I had 5 minutes left to submit my paper and I hadn't cited my sources. dang sources. She helped me cite them and I submitted it by 11:58pm. 1 minute before it was due.
On this ^ particular day we sat down in the hall and snap chatted all the guys sitting next to us without them even knowing. We even got the guys sitting across the hall. We kept trying to figure out which one of them would date us. I think we concluded that all of them would haha
One night while we were studying we got into a really deep conversation and I learned things about Rachel that made me feel even closer to her. We talked about things that we were struggling with and even brought up things from our past. It was so comforting to know that behind all of our goofy-ness we had a life that wasn't easy but had pushed us in ways that made us who we are today.
And now my dear friend is leaving for her mission and I'm so proud of her. I remember after she had her interview with the Stake President who gave her the okay to go she came over right after still dressed in her Sunday best and we jumped around the kitchen together.
You know in those cheesy movies when the main character has flash backs of them with another person and it's all slow motion and their running to each other through a field of flowers and it's all sparkles and sunshine.. Well I often look back at the memories I have with Rachel like that haha. not really but hey. It was sentimental for a minute.
I love this beautiful friend of mine and I'm so grateful for her. She may have Resting B**** Face but she's the sweetest person I've ever met. She has always been there for me when I've struggled even after she moved back home. She was the spiritual giant that I leaned on when I couldn't hold myself, she let me vent to her when I was frustrated with life and she can always make me laugh. Uruguay is so lucky to be getting her and they better take such good care of her for me.
Love,
Aub-dawg
PS. Let's give my cute friend Sydney a shoutout for surviving 9 weeks in the MTC and making it to Korea! Woohoo!
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