MCO to DCA

Yep. You read that right. I am once again at the MCO waiting on a flight. This time, though, I’m with my best friend Brandy and we are heading to Washington, DC. Can you say “awesome”? Try it.

Brandy and I have known each other for about three years now and we met for the first time at camp. It was my first year as a high school camper (I was going to be a Junior) and she had been going for quite some time. Anyways, somehow I decided that she was worthy of being let into my life, and our friendship just hasn’t stopped growing. It’s ridiculous, really, because I don’t ever let someone into my life quite that quickly. Not only that, but I never call anyone “best friend.” Not since a fall out I had a few years ago with the person I thought was mine. So, calling Brandy my best friend is not only an honor for her (hahaha), but a huge leap of faith on my part. Faith that she won’t leave me like the last one, faith that she’s not going to think less of me ever or ever hate me for something I do or say. I mean, we get into arguments, but we get over them real quick. And I expect there to be at least fifteen arguments on our week-long stay in Washington. We’re crashing at my amazing cousin’s house, and for that we are very grateful.

Anyways, so here’s the story behind our trip.

A few months ago, last semester, Brandy and I had this bright idea to go on a road trip to Washington to visit my cousin Heather and her family. Well, the road trip never worked out because I got slapped in the face by the fact that I have no money for gas, for a check-up for my 1998 Ford Ranger, or for food. Our plan was to go over spring break and spend the week site seeing.

Well, my birthday was last month and Brandy, being the incredibly amazing person she is, decided that she was going to buy me a plane ticket because she knew how much I really wanted to go on a spring break trip. This is my first legitimate spring break I’ve ever had because a) I’m in college now and b) I’m actually GOING somewhere and DOING something. Now, Brandy was my best friend before this, for sure. This just upped her points by about infinity, and now we are officially stuck together for the rest of our lives. It’s true. You don’t just buy someone a plane ticket and then expect to stop being friends after college. Oooohhhh, noooo. We are going to be friends for.ev.er. Forever. FOREVER. bahaha. (:

Anyways, I really love Brandy. She is a good sister to me, and by sister I mean sister in Christ and sister as in… holy crap, why didn’t we grow up together? But at the same time, I’m glad we didn’t. I think we would hate each other a good 80% of the time. (Right now, it’s only about 60%. (; haha)

The other night we had a scare. Something happened while we were at CityWalk in Orlando and I about threw a fit, I was so angry. When I first got her text, I shrugged it off as a joke, but then my mind went wild and it turns out my worries were true. So I had to go hunt Brandy down to make sure she was okay, and I ended up staying by her side the rest of the night. I got to thinking, what would I do if something happened to her?

Ugh. I don’t even want to talk about it anymore.. I’m just glad we’re both okay and that she’s safe. I made her wear a seatbelt on the way home even though she didn’t want it. (; yay for being the mother in the friendship. haha

Well, I am stoked about DC and am going to go now. We’ll be boarding in about thirty minutes.

Love to all. Seriously.
Megan

oh, and ps.
I didn’t get that camp travel team like I was hoping. But I think I’m really okay with that. I know I didn’t make it because God has some different plans for my summer. Besides, the team they put together for the camps is a pretty legit team. And my roommate is one of them, and she is the best (I think). (; She is going to do wonderful things, Megan will. She is my favorite roommate, my favorite Megan! She’ll do great, I know. God is going to do great things through her. (: yaaaayy, Megan!