Types of Friends: Part 2 C and N

I don't even know why this post is called types of friends anymore because essentially I am just telling you stories about my friends but yolo.  

So now I'll tell you about C and N.

3. C

Name: C
Age: 19
Height: Perfect hugging height
Favourite film: "IDK... Harry Potter?" - C
Spirit animal: Simba
We met: June 2014

So one day at the end of my second year of university, just before the summer when I was going to work in a summer camp, N came through to my room for  a lazy day watching Gossip Girl (we were trying to finish it before I went away for the summer.)  I suddenly got a Facebook notification saying I had a friend request and it was from C, I had no idea who it was and I assumed from her surname she was Irish (fun fact she was from New Zealand)... I accepted her when I saw she had messaged me saying we would be working at camp together.  We had some general Facebook chat and I had to delete the Facebook app off of my iPad because all the messages were really disturbing the flow of the Blair Waldorf show.  Basically a few weeks and flights later I arrived in good ole Iowa and I was first to arrive to camp which was hella unusual because I tend to live like the little white rabbit from Alice And Wonderland, always late.  I awoke from my slumber in the middle of the night to see C and the other Australasian's in the cabin which was a little awks but yolo.  The next day C and I were left at camp alone and I'll admit I chose to stay at camp rather than going into town because I wanted to hang with C - I had already chosen her to be my camp BFF (Although I hadn't predicted she would graduate up into full on BFF also!)  We explored, we bonded, we connected on an emotional level! We watched Broadchurch together, she taught me the Kiwi way and I taught her the ways of the Scots.  Throughout the whole couple of month we were in America we got closer and closer - closer than even I could have thought possible and I live for closeness!  We adopted the personas of Thing 1 and Thing 2 and although we hadn't known each other for very long I knew that I was taking this friendship to the grave, if C jumped I jumped!  If C was Harry Potter then I wanted to be her invisibility cloak so that I could shelter her from all of the evils of the world!  If she was a Pegasus then I wanted to be her wings so I could lift her up into the sky.  If I was Blair Waldorf then she was my headband, I'd be nothing without her.  Then C came to Edinburgh not once but twice and in those visits we explored the city, we drank more than our fair share of alcohol and we frolicked like I'd never frolicked before.  

3 words to describe our friendship: growsera, waffles, llama. 

4: N

Name: N
Age: 20
Height: Fun sized
Favourite Film: Probs Frozen
Spirit Animal: Olaf
We Met: Many moons ago on a planet far far
away

So you may be surprised to find that I wasn't always allowed to roam freely, turning tricks and fucking shit up.  Once I was confined to a child minder's and I did not appreciate being held like an animal in a zoo, locked behind bars for all to point at and take pictures of and so I spent a lot of time on da streets.  It was on the streets that I met N and I just thought she was the coolest girl in school, like 10/10 on a coolness scale - maybe even 11/10!  But one day I nearly messed the whole thing up when I was cycling behind her and ,classic G, i was in a world of my own so when she hit her brakes I did not notice and I cycled right into the back of her, she got mad, real mad but then the next day we were best friends so I think we can all learn a lesson here!  We spent our childhoods together, spying on the neighbours, rocking the house down in our band - the Sk8er Girls and doing all kinds of cool shit.  I thought N had the coolest bed room ever because she had many leather bound books and her room smelled or rich mahogany.  As we aged we kind of fell out of touch yet I still considered her my best friend and I dont know if that was a testament to our friendship or if it shows that I was a bit lame and didn't really have any other friends... Anyhow, when I was in 6th year I moved to N's school and we picked up right where we left off studying Mandarin together,  slaying dragons and saving damsels in distress.  Then plot twists: we went to university together and we lived together and we got drunk together, because we gotta stay high drunk all the timeee.  In second year we traveled to a dark, dank land ruled over by the underlord Jabba the Hutt and honestly I didn't think we would survive it... but we did because we are survivors, I mean there were only 6 survivors, ourselves included.  6, out of 1500!!  Anyways now all is well and although we no longer live together our friendship is as strong as ever because it's going to be forever or it's going to go down in flames - and by that I mean that our friendship will last a life time or I'm going to destroy everyone and everything.  This friendship is like oxygen, it is a many splendid thing, it lifts us up where we belong all you need is love friendship!  We even met Queen Elsa of Arandelle together!!! I mean you can't go through that and not share a special bond!

Our friendship in 3 words: pizza, eternity and snuggles.

N and I with Elsa

The 3 of us on Halloween

C and I in
Chicago

The moral for part 2 of the story is here comes a lion, Father.  Oh yes it's a lion!  And there are no ogres in Pretty Woman... 

That's all folks (but remember it's not ogre, it's never ogre!)

xoxo

Queen G

My Best Friend From The Land Of Lorde

Sometimes you don't know what you're missing until you find it.  If G had been asked to specify what she thought she was missing from her life she probably would have said something along the lines of a maid, car service or a million dollars.  It really was a plot twist like no other when she met C and realised that what she had been missing most in her life was a new fun friend! 

Introducing C

Best good friends

Waffle Queens

The friendship blossomed over the summer of 2014 when the girls met at Summer Camp in Iowa, both girls were working as horse riding camp counsellors which basically involved them teaching campers to brush horses, feed horses, ride horses... basically become one with the horses.  C had a lot of experiences with horses because she had owned the infamous and noble war horse.  G had previously owned a pony called Surprise that was scared of cows which was awkward since she G kept her on a dairy farm.  Anyway, G knew pretty instantly that she and C were destined to become BFFs but she wasn't sure if she should pull an Elsa and try to conceal these feelings and not let them show.  But G thought, nah that aint me I aint about that life! (<-This made L snort like a prize pig who won big at the country fair) So she let her feelings show and as it turned out C wanted to be her camp BFF too, hurrah! G and C had a magical summer together, some highlights include eating at over 4 different fast food places in one day, eating an immeasurable amount of waffles for breakfast, lunch and dinner (they weren't called the waffle queens for nothing, or at all), going for long romantic horse back rides though the camp grounds, sending each other heart felt letters AT LEAST once a week, and naming build-a-bear rabbits after one another - both of which had voice recorded messages from one girl to the other on them #QTs. 

When in Walmart

First ever Build-a-bear experience 

C and Sunny #Truelove

 The pair traveled all over Iowa, Chicago and Orlando together and then soon, too soon it was time for G to return home!  Who was going to give G head massages now?  Who would C have to feel her smooth, freshly shaven legs?  Don't worry your pretty little heads though, this post may have started to break your hearts but I'm going to put them back together because guess what?  C was coming to Scotland to reunite with G!! 

C first came to Edinburgh with her super fun Kiwi friends and the group of girls + G's cohorts went out for their first ever Edinburgh pub crawl.  G and C taught everyone the llama song and they had what was probably the greatest night out anyone had ever had.  Ever.  That's not an exaggeration.  Then C was gone #Cryingface.  Then she was back #Happyface.  C returned to Edinburgh for Halloween and the girls finally accepted their destiny and officially became thing 1 and thing 2.  Fun fact: the blue hair spray probably gave them some kind of life limiting lung disease but yolo.  For the remainder of her visit C and G's time was spent watching the entire first season of Gossip Girl, eating a pulled pork sandwich from a shop with a pig's head in the window (this put G off of pork forever) and a fun trip to the cinema to see Babadook - which although it was a terrible film it rather unsettled G and kept her up for most of that night.  

Thing 1 and thing 2

I believe this was against the rules

G and the Kiwis

Eventually the time came for C to leave, G and C rode the tram all the way to the airport with heavy hearts.  As G and C waited for security to open G was trying to think of ways to get C to stay, she wasn't ready to lose her most special friend.  C was her best good friend and even G knew that that wasn't something you could just find around the corner.  Security opened, roughly 50 hugs were exchanged between the friends and an oceans worth of tears were shed.  Social media was bombarded with collages of the girls alongside the lamest, most heartbreaking captions and then just like that C's flight was gone. Now a 13 hour time difference stands between them but at least G always has fun snapchats to wake up to.  And pretty much every night G rolls over on top of her Build-A-Bear accidentally setting of C's message to her, it's almost like she never left.

I'm flying Jack!

A surprise proposal

I miss your face every day C!