I have a friend #3

I have a friend named Goober. The word Goober is beautiful and thanks to the genius of Stephen Hillenburg it has been immortalized with goofy. The sight, the sound, the imaginary smell of Bikini Bottom's Goofy Goobers all bring glee to the tip of my tongue. This glee has stayed with me through my journey with Spongebob, but there's a new Goober in town: my friend. When I think of the word "Goober" today, I feel that cute warmth from my childhood, and teenage years, but it is attached to a body in my life. My time with Goobers has brought me jokes from every part of the soul and body, along with firsts, stemming from the same genres. Goobie is more than what she is to me though; family and kids from every place in life learn and feel blessed by Goober's presence. Goober or Goobie, she works so hard. Goober doesn't always know what to do, but she is powerful and has shown tremendous resilience. Goobie's going places, she will impact those around her, often for a long time. Goober has brought a love to my heart, and a hope that the world gets to fully experience her, and her the world <3.

I have a friend named Wampa. The Wampa's from The Empire Strikes Back have a stark difference when compared to my friend Wampa: they lack the gloriousness and girth of his leg hair. I've definitely wanted to examine those hair follicles, a unique color, a large size, they are something. I must admit, there is a lot more to Wampa than his hair (but geez he has got it). I first met Wampa through soccer, as we were continually on the same soccer teams throughout elementary and middle school. Those were some good afternoons. I long to play another game with Wampa and his spirit and laughter. As I got to know Wampa off the field in middle and high school, I met a bright kid. Wampa is often not up to date on logistical due dates, missing them commonly, but he has a demeanor that makes you feel like he will be fine, even in situations where a boxing match would start to rage within my stomach. As lulled as he can be, Wampa has some hilarious outbursts, loving to scream out presidents names at just the right moment. Some of my funniest memories involve Wampa, like when he did not know a mutual friends name for half a year despite us continually sitting with her during our free blocks, sorry Mouse. You made math class this year fun, partially because no one else sat with us, but I also like to believe we are a good combo. Thanks, Big Wamps :)