#143 - S.W.

Beady little eyes, a cocky swagger, you're like that kid that everyone hated in junior high. Now you're the boss, and you have it out for me. I'm reprimanded for the slightest deviation from the rules. Too bad we have an awesome union, huh?

#142 - J.R.

Everyone hated you - students. fellow teachers, administration - but I somehow landed myself on your good side from day one. This meant those kind of library perks that only an English teacher could love. Now that you've retired, I barely set foot in there.

#141 - C.F.

You defy every stereotype I have ingrained into my brain. You're a mother, a grandmother, a breast cancer survivor, a librarian, a Great Dane owner, a motorcycle mama, and a devout Mormon. Oh, and you're super protective of me. I love you!

#140 - K.V.

You were the first friend I made in college, and through you, I met the two women I call my closest friends. Outside of that, I don't really have an opinion about you... you were nice. What else can I say?

#139 - E.L.

You're from a country with black volcanic sand. As I brokenly speak your language, you smile, pleased. Our friendship is based on our mutual lack of trust and our shared love of bitter sarcasm. You're not serious, but you're fun. PEZONES!

#138 - P.C.

I saw the Thriller video for the first time at your house, and I ran home, crying hysterically. We ate bologna and ketchup sandwiches and darted between houses - the closest thing to a sister I had. We grew apart, and I don't really know why.

#137 - S.S.

You often attempted to assert your dominance in my college apartment. I don't know if you saw me as competition or just hated my attitude, but you got him, so I hope you enjoy your husband, 14 years younger than you.