I met this girl during one of the first weeks of my freshman year in college. She lived on my floor. The first thing I noticed about her was the Strawberry Shortcake purse she was carrying to class one day when I rode the elevator down with her. I don't remember when specifically I became friends with her, but I know that every time I went out to a party or bar, she was there, surrounded by people, having the time of her life. She would be wearing something crazy- like a shirt that said "Save the drama for your mama" or light up kid shoes from Walmart. We would get tipsy on Arbor Mist (freshman girls........), laugh, joke, and make plans. I was thrilled that I was getting to know such a popular, crazy party, beautiful and eccentric girl.
Later in my college career, we had the opportunity to live together. I could fill 25 blogs with the stories from our house, but suffice to say, she became a true, everlasting friend. All of the roomates became like sisters. We didn't mind waking each other up, even if it was only just to talk...or even watch Grease 2. Theresa remained hilarious, and wildly unique.
This past year, her boyfriend became her fiance. We are all super happy for her because the two of them are just perfect for each other. She started making wedding plans, and soon discovered that she'd have 11 bridesmaids to go with his 4 groomsmen. That's okay though. Like one day after the engagement she emailed the wedding party with the very lax dresscode- black tea length dress and red heels. She recently informed us that instead of traditional flowers, we will be carrying lollipops down the isle.
I have to laugh, because this wedding is a culmination of all that is Theresa. She is quirky. She doesn't care what anybody thinks. I don't think I'd be half as confident if I hadn't learned from her great example. She saves the drama for her mama (or wait, I guess she let's everybody have it) but that's why she's so loveable! So, here's to T-buck...we lift our lollipops up and toast to a girl who teaches us all how to be ourselves and still be loved for it.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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