Mah Hipstah Sistah.

So, I have this insanely ridiculous friend. 

Her name is Anna. And she is Mah Hipstah Sistah.

You know, we meet a lot of people in life. But Anna was just one of those people who enhanced my embracement of myself. 

We were talking a few weeks ago, and realized that before we had officially met, we had the exact same thought as we awkwardly passed each other. That thought was,

"Hey, She's hipster. We should be friends." 

And that I believe was the start to a beautiful friendship :)

A very beautiful friendship indeed. 

Anna is one of those people I can just be myself with. Which is just beautiful. Perhaps because we are so similar, we just bring out more of each other in each other. 

What ever the case, it is always a party when Anna is involved.

Now, To continue, I must explain the hipster side of things. 

First, Hipster. 

Everyone hates the idea of Hipsters. Which is, well, a sad thing. I mean, Hater's gonna hate, but they just don't understand. Let me explain this thing we call hipster. 

Okay, being hipster is all about embracing iconic pop culture, kind of. And being ironic and classic. Kind of. You see, you can't fully be any of this, because that is traveling far too close to the line of mainstream for the comfort of any hipster. 

So, bottom line is that everything must be done in a new and original way of your own, or it isn't hipster. And everything must be posted on instagram with a filter and a funky saying written in Helvetica. 

There's your run down. 

It's just a ridiculous culture of newness and excitement born from the ashes of every iconic past thing ever, with a touch of irony.

So, for example, spending an afternoon like this.

And wearing something like this. 

Okay, now back to Anna. 

Anna has helped me embrace even more, my love of adventure, and just living in general. (As if I needed help with that.) But it is certainly more fun with a partner in crime of sorts.

One night, Anna and I just decided to attack some guys' apartment with silly string. 

It was a moment of pure soul. We were just sitting at her table, and I just said, "It would be so funny to just walk in with silly string and attack them." We both kind of laughed, and then it happened. We both just looked up at each other like this. 

At that point, we both just stood up, and proceeded to walmart and completed our dastardly deed.

Another instance, Anna and I were in Park City, and saw a very Hipster fellow walk by. I turned to see Anna's face, and knew that she was thinking the exact same thing as I was.

Now, onward. Anna spent 1 year in Sweden as a foreign exchange student. She shares my love of traveling and adventuring. We constantly speak of traveling all over the world and having wild, and crazy adventures. Isn't that the point of college? To be incredibly poor, but also be overfilling with opportunity, and to just dream about the crazy life you really want to live? 

But that's the thing, with Anna, many of the crazy things we propose feel like they could happen. Like, couch surfing all across Europe. 

I could see us doing this.

Like, waking up one morning, to see a text from Anna that says, 

"Tickets to Iceland are going for 300$ next week. So......" 

At that point, I would throw caution to the wind, pack my bags, and go on an adventure.

I feel like this is just how it would happen.

This is how life with Anna is, and how I always wanted my life to be. I am a spontaneous person who often craves adventure and a change of scenery. 

Anna has only enhanced this. I have not yet decided if this is a good or a bad thing. 

Thus far, I am pretty excited about just being a hipster, and dreaming about traveling this great big world. 

More adventures are certainly in store. 

But can I just express how wonderful it is to have Mah Hipstah Sistah in life? Well, it is. And that is all.