Forever Friends........no, not the bears.

I found these photos on the computer and I couldn't resist putting them on. I warn you though...they may scare a little. Especially mine.
Laura and I have been mates for nearly 18 years now (bloody hell time flies)
We've been through thick and thin, torn apart, put back together, fought outrageously, but we're still closer than ever. She's the sister I never had and my personlity twin...yes together we scare the world and all sanity that hangs around it. I think we've both traumatised any guy we're with as soon as they meet us together. Our work here is done.
I think Laura is the only person I could have ever been for a walk with, suddently realising we were late for home, conviniently finding the worst, crappiest, most rickety bike hidden in a bush (it had no seat, the handle bars were dented and nearly gone and the wheels where either flat or none existant), and drive down the hill screaming 'GET OUT THE WAY!!' Crashing into every tree and in absolute hysterics making it even harder for her to drive it. God the looks we got were classic.

NOTE: Please don't look at the photo below Laura's until you've read the description above it. I think the effect is better that way :D

Now...get a webcam...point it at Laura and...with all the seriousness she can muster, she is guaranteed to grab the closest thing to her and use it to amuse. I had ribbons that day, she was in a particularly Lauraesq mood, I wasn't going to let the moment waste. From this day on...Laura was...the Present.



Now I may seem sweet, I may seem innocent, but take a saturday afternoon, two fairly random teens, put them together and point a webcam at them and automatically one of them will do this.



This became my trade mark face...EVERYTIME I had the chance, I would do this. I don't know why, I don't know where it came from, but I enjoyed doing it.
The reactions I get everytime someone sees this is fa-antastic. The truth is, I wouldn't do it for the reactions, I did it because I wanted to.
Laura if you're reading this....remember ..this................................... ................................DOI!

Now...it is a proven theory that no matter how many photos are taken of me...only 1 out of the 12 will come out well. The results always seem to be, boredom, incredibly drunk, or if someone shouts 'suprise' and I turn, very scared and worried.
I'm not entirely sure why I put this picture up..I think it's the look on Laura's face. We were at a mates birthday and another mate of mine was taking photos of Laura and I. I...being determined to get a good one, demanded that he take several until I was happy with the results (I get fed up of looking pants in photos). He took 6. This was possibly one of the best ones and I was just pulling a face to take the micky.



Take two girls to Wales, put them through an extremely bizarre night, put them in a field and allow them to spot a nice big pool of mud and water and they will automatically jump into it.
We had wellies on...the pool of mud and water called to us, we entered the poo, and much fun was had.



I think our mates were incredibly entertained by this, thus Harry catching it on his camera to immortalise the moment. I thank you sah!

All in all, nothing can beat the warm fuzziness of a good friendship. I think the best way I can describe it, when the times are good, is having a cup of creamy hot chocolate (mmm....*goes to look for milk*) which never goes cool, but if it does can be reheated. We've shared advice, we've helped each other out, we've been there for each other (which is hard considering she's been in Spain most her life and now in Birmingham)
Cheers mate, this ones for you....'lifts an imaginary glass of sherry'