burgandy

I just spent the past 2 1/2 hours on the phone with Diana. I miss her a lot. I miss her always being late. I remember when I moved to Houston and I tried to convince her mom to move with us, and the first time we ever went to eat out alone when we were only 13 years old, and talking about candy and our secret crushes. I miss the times we made our kitties dance to techno music, or all of the times her millions of birds (or two) would escape from their cages and I would freak out, until they were captured and Diana would laugh the whole time. I also miss the times when we would watch The Wedding Singer religiously during unplanned sleepovers. And when we would fall asleep watching Alice in Wonderland because we were both too afraid to actually watch it. And listening to her mom listen to Queen. I like how excited she gets anytime she sees anything burgandy.I remember when I called her the first time I was moving out of the "hood" with my dad, and being really sad. And I remember the first time she refused to leave her house during the summer after 8th grade when she had her first lady problem. I like that no matter how long we go without talking, we can pick up were we left off so easily.