*opens Spotify and plays “Changes” by Charles Bradley*
So there I was sitting in Sociology 101, on my first week of College, and absolutely clueless. Clueless and distracted. I couldn’t tell you what I was distracted by, but I do know that when the doors of the classroom burst open I jumped from the noise. I then watched as the late student loudly and quickly made her way to an empty seat. The seat in question was the one directly in front of me.
Who actually knows what I actually learned in class that day, but I remember how that late student asked to borrow a pen, paper, my book and somehow amidst the conversation managed to get me to put in a good word for her at my current job. Though I eventually dropped out of college and she ended up hating the place where I worked, we found something pretty damn special on that day in Sociology 101.
Also, to note, Candice is much better at telling this story and I am POSITIVE that she will dispute a couple of details; but my version is the right version.
That day in Sociology 101 was roughly 11 years ago. When did we get so old and how do we make it stop? The trials and tribulations of the Candice & Julie friendship story have been many but boy, it’s been absolutely worth it.
We have waited hours upon hours to be at the front row of many concerts; I’m sure Macklemore, Jason Mraz, Passenger, Eminem and Rihanna all appreciate that. We have traveled to great places and have eaten at delicious restaurants; I choose the places to visit and Candice picks where to eat, it works for us. We have danced until the early hours of the morning in West Hollywood. We have watched too many movies to count. We have sang in cars and laughed until our sides hurt. We have stalked Jake Gyllenhaal so many times that frankly, he should a bit worried. These past 11 years have been jam-packed with adventure and laughter.
The thing about Candice and I is that we are so wonderfully-different that on paper, we don’t make sense. Sure we’re both Libras, but most of our interests differ, so we have had to learn and grow with each other in ways that strengthen our friendship as opposed to putting a strain on it. Last year, after many discussions and years of procrastinating, Candice and I moved in together. Of course everyone had an opinion about our decision and most people advised us against it but having discussed it to death, we moved forward.
If possible, I think we’ve gotten closer since we’ve lived together. We have had zero issues and that’s truly a testament to the work we have put into this friendship. We have grown together, we have celebrated each other and we have communicated to death. Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever.
Candice is not only leaving our beautifully-decorated and cozy apartment; she’s leaving Los Angeles all together. Can you imagine? How am I even holding it together? Literally, someone tell me to stop being so dramatic, she’s just moving to the Bay Area. Regardless, it’s been hard obviously. She’s my person. She’s been my person through the good, the bad and the downright annoying. Now she’s being taken away from me by an Irish man with an accent that I cannot compete with! Kidding. We are #TeamCiaran here at juliexplores.com.
Candice’s life is falling into place and I’m so happy for her. I am so proud to know a bad ass bitch that is getting shit done! (Look I tried my best to not include that last sentence, but bad bitches deserve to be celebrated.) She got herself an amazing job, she is moving forward in a healthy and loving relationship and our friendship will stand the test of time. I am sure of it.
Change is scary and I’m sure Candice and I will struggle to get this move right the first time but the important thing is, we’re trying. We always try, because a beautiful friendship takes hard work. It’s not always easy and sometimes it’s absolutely awkward and excruciating but we keep trying. I have never had more faith in anything than I do in the strength of our friendship. The thing is, these 11 years have taught me that Candice is my person regardless of the distance between. We always find our way to each other and maybe I’m writing this and crying but dammit I love Candice and she deserves a whole damn book about how much I appreciate her.
Here’s to 11 more years of friendship and 11 after that and 11 after that and 11 after that and 11 after that …