Lilac: I’d love to see the eight wonders of the world all in one go. Travel from oldest to youngest in order. Something remarkably dorky like that.
Gold: A story that makes me smile? Hmm…
I guess I’ll go with how I met one of my best friends, Andrea. It was in the early childhood literacy class we both had to take. We were seated in a circle with our professor, who demanded we call her by her first name. We introduced ourselves, and the professor immediately got on my shit list for saying she “watched [my] eyes glaze over at the start of the class expectations” when I announced I was planning on being a science teacher. I just wanted to be like “bitch, I was reading two or three grade levels ahead of my classmates through all of elementary and middle school and I devoured books like you probably gobble cocks”, but I didn’t. At the end of class, I suggested that perhaps when we had our biweekly meetings at a nearby elementary school to do one-on-one work with the K-2 students’ reading skills, Andrea was the only one who took me up on it.
The first thing she said to me in the car was that she didn’t think it was cool for the professor to address me like that. Plus one to Andrea. Then she made a fart joke. Plus 10. THEN she made a reference to Potter Puppet Pals and it was over for me. I knew I had to hang out with this girl outside of class obligations.
After a few weeks of carpooling together, we were officially in love with each other, and she’s been one of the most important people in my life since then. She is my darling ducky and I wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world.
(And as an aside, the major reason why this story always makes me smile? Is that during one of those carpool sessions, we dubbed the professor Midge Pinky since she was missing the end of one pinky.)