High School Senior Autobiography

I was looking through my old xanga journal posts just to remind myself of how goofy I was..and then I found my high school senior autobiography that my best friend, Monica Mai, wrote of me. And she is probably going to kill me for posting this up.


Like rainbows on a stormy day,
Like sunsets where the evening lay,
Like sprinkles on an ice-cream sundae,
That's what friends are.

Long, long ago, back when wide-ruled paper was preferred and light-up shoes were the fashion trend, I met a girl in my second grade class with the charisma and character to light up any room. Her name was Krystle. As time passed, I grew to love and admire her for the plethora of traits she possessed. She's a very down-to-earth gal with a bubbly personality that people fall head over heels for. She has a genuine warmth that's complemented by her sweet heart and pure soul. She's a loyal friend who I can count on through thick and thin. Her creative genius continues to elude me; her kindness moves me. I highly value her opinion and treasure our friendship. Krystle is a truly good person who I am proud to know. She's someone I am honored to call my best friend.