I Know, We're Your BroTP

I have a very close friend called Jacey. I've known her since pre-school. I am now in college. We still text every day, often about nothing in particular. She's in art school (a very prestigious art school I will add, because I am very proud of her) and I'm studying writing and literature, among other things.

Different paths. Different interests. But we're still as close as we've ever been because we never stop talking to each other. Our friends often mention how inseparable we are from each other. Sometimes they stare at us as we talk as if we're speaking another language (we have a habit of telling each other's stories for each other. I can understand why that might be odd to witness).

When I moved to Victoria, I brought my purse, which has two buttons on the strap which Jacey made for me (both of which depict a few of our many, innumerable inside jokes). I also brought a small stuffed cow that Jacey gave me for my birthday in grade 9 (it is called Vache Espagnol because she gave it to me in Larrivee's class, and that was how he referred to people who weren't very good at speaking French - it translates literally to "Spanish cow") and soon one of my walls will have a picture that she drew for me when I left.

Long story short, I thought it would be weird leaving for an island and not seeing her every day during the school year anymore, but I kind of brought her with me. And, like I said, we still text each other every day. It's a good thing we have going.

So, because I'm happy that our friendship remains so strong, this post is a tribute to that. Because I'm proud of us. Because I love that we can have intelligent respectful conversations with each other, even if we don't necessarily agree (though that doesn't happen very often - our views usually align).

On the other hand, sometimes our conversations aren't so intelligent or profound. Sometimes they're downright unintelligible. And sometimes they're a little of both.

So as tribute, may I present: Text Conversations Between Megan and Jacey.

1) That Time I Actually Had a Comeback

2) We Both Need Jesus (Luckily He's the Prime Minister)

3) That Time Dad Friend Became Too Real

4) My Puns Are the Best Puns

5) My Puns Are the Best Puns: The Sequel

Don't get it? It's a very clever reference to Legend of Korra, a sequel cartoon to Avatar the Last Airbender which I am entirely obsessed with, which Jacey also happens to love. Speaking of Korra, it is time for a little something I like to call 

THE SAGA OF THE FIC

So, Jacey and I are co-writing a fanfic of the Avatar world together, because we both adore it and we're both writers and Korra, wonderful as it was, left us some fun plot holes to dick around with. This fic has led to some pretty intense text conversations such as:

6) Downsides of Being Bilingual

(Not gonna lie I laughed at this for a solid ten minutes). 

7) Picking Genders is Hard

8) When Inside Jokes Become Literature

(We had this joke that that the chapter would start with Mako kicking down the door yelling "BOLIN HOLY FUCK". The other inside joke is that Mako has "vampire hair" because it's gelled up the way vampires' hair always is on TV for some reason. None of this was supposed to actually make it into the story. I laughed at this for another solid ten minutes). 

9) LET MAKO EXPRESS HIMSELF

10) LET MAKO EXPRESS HIMSELF - The Sequel

11) Don't Worry, I Get Emotional About It Too

12) I'm Pretty Sure This is How All Writers Talk About Stuff, Right?

So.... yeah. We text each other a lot. With varying degrees of seriousness, and varying degrees of profanity depending on how passionate we are about the thing. 

I love our friendship. So, as a final punctuation to this:

We are beauty, we are grace