This is Katie. I met her in September of 2010 and boy am I glad I did. Prior to meeting Katie I didn't have friends at WSU and that was super hard, I was also living with someone who I didn't really like and who certainly didn't like me. I was falling into depression and I realized I needed to do something about it. So, with a little encouragement from my parents, I asked Katie if I could live with her because she didn't have a roommate. She agreed with very little hesitation (I could have been a murderer and she agreed to let me live with her!). Katie and I have had many crazy adventures together. The picture of her to the left was taken at 2 in the morning after we had built a snowman on her sister's front porch. Katie and I still live together and we also live with her sister Sarah during her last semester. I'm so glad I have this crazy in my life. She once tried to poison me... but that's a different story and in her defense it was a response to me tagging her in photos of underwear models hitting on her that I then posted on our door for anyone who live on the 2nd and 3rd floor to see.
Some of you may have already read about Eleanor from an earlier post. She's pretty awesome so I feel that it's acceptable to write about her twice. Eleanor is my friend who I tell absolutely everything to.
Molly: "I'm secretly in love with this kid's writing."
Eleanor: "I know you are."
Molly: "So I already told you that, huh?"
Eleanor: "Yeah, I know everything there is to know about you."
She is of course right. This girl could finish my sentences and often does. She also tells me things that I don't necessarily want to hear but definitely should anyways, and she's always good for a nudge (or falcon punch) in the right direction.
Ace is on my left in the picture. I met Ace (or Marissa, but it's too hard for me to call her that) this summer while working at Girl Scout camp in Northern Idaho. When we first met she thought I was annoying and I didn't know what to expect from her but, I didn't think that we were going to be good friends. We were both wrong. Our first week of working with campers we were in the same unit. Our unit was big enough that we had to split into two smaller units for some of our activities and Ace and I ended up being the two counselors with one half. I think watching one of "your" kids climb up a rock wall when you know she has asthma and might have an attack any second can really bond you. So Ace and I are now good great friends. She often tells me how rad I am (how could she not?). We have the same wonderfully cynical demeanor, and I talk to her almost every day. I would go so far as to call her my soul sister.
