for small, dainty, curly-haired blonde with a heart of gold and a surprisingly good singing voice…preferably named, Taylor.
The last four years have been a long-distance love tryst. We’ve endured semesters away at school, the few months when I lived in Vietnam, and the slightly longer span of time when she took up shop in England.
Just as we were getting over the hump (college) and I thought, alas, we’d once more occupy the same city for longer than a Christmas vacation…she took a rather fabulous job with the Olympics in London.
Now before you go gasping in awe at her prowess in securing such a remarkable position…remember, she left ME behind.
How am I supposed to make friends in a new city without my partner in crime?
We met in the 7th grade, I spent the entire 8th grade trying to become friends, and after one little debacle when we were introducing each other to our fathers and I excitedly uttered, “This is my friend, Taylor” and she shuffled through a less than enthusiastic, “This is my classmate, Madison”…in the 9th grade she realized what I realized long, long before: We were soul mates.
Henceforth, we did everything together.
The usual: shopping, gossiping, snickering over secrets, watching movies, ditching gym class, and crying over broken hearts.
And the slightly…less…normal: plotting a city-wide birthday scavenger hunt, traipsing around Greece, then London, then Paris, surviving a scary bit with cancer (mine), and assigning fictional roles for each of our friends in any movies that also included friends (Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, Sex and the City…).
The list of our strange behavior and late-night phone calls is endless, so I won’t bore you with details. But needless to say, I found my other half.
So if you know anyone who can fit as big a heart in as small a package as this girl, do let me know! I’m a good friend, I promise. I like to stay up late watching movies, I’m known to show affection with baked goods, and I’m happy to share all my clothes as well as half my bed during sleepovers.
When Taylor finally assumes her rightful position (*ahem* in New York), we can all join forces as become a most lethal little trio!
So tell your friends, there’s a lonely girl in The Big Apple, scouring the streets for a best friend.