I Met One Of My Best Friends In Financial Math Class

I Met One Of My Best Friends In Financial Math Class

I decided to take a chance and introduce myself — and I am so glad that I did.

I met her in Financial Math class.

I was a History major. She was a French major. Neither of us wanted to be there; we were both just trying to satisfy the university's area requirement for a mathematics course.

We ended up sitting next to each other in the front row on the first day of class. It seemed like we were the only two people in the class that didn't have a friend to talk to, so I decided to take a chance and introduce myself. And I am so glad that I did.

She didn't seem like the type of girl that I would normally be friends with. When she answered my question, she seemed to be quiet and reserved, and maybe just a bit disinterested. I began to despair that I would have to endure this class without the comfort of companionship.

But with the approach of the first homework assignment, it became clear that any partnership would be better than working alone. The professor encouraged us to form study groups, so she and I exchanged our contact information and met up to check our answers. We started talking at that first meeting and found that we had a lot in common. We both hated math. We both went to church. We were both interested in fashion, art, travel, tea, and so many other random things. Soon, I found myself having conversations with her before and after class.

The more I talked to her, the more I realized just how special she really was. She loved to cook, but never followed a recipe. She always wore heels; in fact, I was beginning to think that she didn't own a single pair of shoes with less than an inch of heel. She could totally rock brightly-colored lipstick, even on a normal day of class. She was an artist; in less than a minute, she sketched an incredibly lifelike doodle of our math professor in the margin of her notes. She only wrote in cursive.

And she was interested in me, too. Since she was a bit shy herself, she thought it was awesome that I was acting in a play in the university's theater department. When I told her that I lived in the international students' residence hall, she asked me about the different cultural events we hosted, and checked to see if we had any mutual friends in the international student community. When I mentioned that I was a huge classic movie geek, she was intrigued, and expressed her desire to learn more about classic film.

I didn't have any other friends that enjoyed old films like I did, so I invited her over one day to watch Casablanca. We both enjoyed it so much that we started watching a classic film each week. We would make tea, eat baked goods, enjoy a movie that was made pre-1960, and commiserate over our love for all things classy and vintage. And that was how we became friends.

That was two years ago this January. Since we met in Financial Math, she has studied abroad for several months and taken a semester off school, but our friendship and classy movie nights are still going strong. She's one of the most fun and loyal friends I have. I am constantly amazed by how classy and creative she is. Even though we're both graduating this May, and we'll probably end up in completely different places within the next few months, I know that we'll definitely keep in touch. But I still can't believe that we owe our friendship to a math class.

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Dear Mom, Now That I'm Older

A letter to the woman who made me the woman I am today.

Dear Mom,

Now that I'm older, I definitely appreciate you a lot more than I did as a kid. I appreciate the little things, from the random text messages to constantly tagging me on Facebook in your "funny" photos and sending me pins of stuff I like on Pinterest. Now that I'm older, I can look back and realize that everything I am is all because of you. You've made me strong but realize it's okay to cry. You've shown me how a mother gives everything to her children to give them a better life than she had, even when she's left with nothing. And, most importantly you've taught me to never give up and without this, I would not be where I am today.

Mom, now that I'm older, I realize that you're the best friend I'm ever going to have. You cheer me on when I try new things and support me in deciding to be whatever person I want to be. Thank you for never telling me I can't do something and helping me figure out ways to be the best woman I can be. Your love for me is unconditional. They say true, unconditional love can only come from God, but mom, I think you're a pretty close second.

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Now that I'm older, I don't get to see you as much. But not seeing you as much just makes the times I do get to see you the absolute best, and I look forward to it every time. Now that I'm older, I'm not going to live at home. But, I promise to always come back because I know the door is always open. Your house is always going to be my home, and no other place is going to be the same.

Now that I'm older, I realize how much I miss you taking care of me. I miss you making me dinner, making sure I was doing well in school, and taking me to endless appointments. I miss you waking me up for school and then waking me up again because I didn't listen the first time.

But, Mom, now that I'm older, I can see all that you've done for me. I can look back and see how big of a brat I was but you still loved me (and let me live) anyways. I can understand why you did certain things and frankly, you're one bada** of a woman.

To have you as my mom and my best friend has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. So, Mom, now that I'm older, thank you, for everything.


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To The People I Could Never Live Without

You always did your very best to support me and loved me every step of the way.


Mom, over the years we have grown and developed our relationship beyond what we thought it would ever be. You know I have always been an independent soul, ready to go off on my own from a young age without a single care in the world. As you also know, I am very stubborn and want to do things my own way. Always have, probably always will.

I wanted to thank you for taking such care of me for as long as you did. Knowing you were on your own for the most part, well until Derrick came along. You always did your very best to support me and loved me every step of the way. I still remember you calling me pudding pop for as long as I can remember. I never knew where it came from, but I loved hearing it. Growing up and going through puberty caused a lot of fights for us. You were trying to teach me and make me understand the mistakes I was so hellbent on making for myself. I want you to know that I have always loved you and always will.

Derrick, I honestly can't remember a time when you weren't in my life. You have always been there to support me and cheer me on. You'd pull my baby teeth out when I was too scared to do it myself. You would trick me into thinking I was late for school on Saturday. You watch scary movies with me because I won't watch them alone. We have so many TV series that we've started and abandoned, waiting to be picked back up again.

I want to thank you for treating me like your own, even though I'm not related to you by blood. You have always made me feel loved and cherished and never made me feel out of place. I know I can count on you to be there for me when I need you to be, no matter what. We may not be blood, but you are and forever will be my family.

Dalton, do you know what the first memory I remember with you? Mom was picking me up from daycare after she had gone to the doctors to find out if you were a boy or a girl. I remember that mom and I guessed girl, but Derrick said you were going to be a boy. Mom and I were wrong, obviously, but I remember being happy that we found something else out about you. Even though I was complaining that Derrick was right, I was so excited that we were one step closer to meeting you.

You have been my partner in crime. You watch musicals with me and sing at the top of your lungs when I feel like having a concert in the kitchen. You get involved in everything that interests me as a way to stay close to me. I love you more than life itself. I will forever be there for you for help and advice so don't hesitate to call. If you ever find yourself doubting my affection for you, just remember the time when I almost fought that fake intruder in my towel, fully prepared to fight naked if someone broke in.

I love you all so very much!

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