Jura

If you didn't know, Jura(Jer-uh) is the name of home appliance company, called Jura Elektroapparate. It's also the name of one out of 2 best friends I have. I wanna tell you about her, what she likes, some memories I have of her, etc. In reality, I had no idea what to write about, so I asked Jayson and told me to write about Jura, so that's what I'm writing about.

Jura and I met in third grade, along with another girl that I might make another story about named Lyzann(liz-Anne). We were best friends, an amazing trio, 3 Musketeers. We had no other friends at that time, we weren't considered "cool". But, overtime, we added more members to our group, some we still consider friends, some who have backstabbed us, and some who have drifted away. But no matter the distance or whoever else we were friends with, Jura, Lyzann and I always stuck together, even to this day after practically a decade.

Unfortunately, Lyzann moved in 8th grade, but we still talk to her. She still lives in Pennsylvania though, so it's ok. But it also explains why, in this story, I'm mainly talking about Jura.

Jura and I have been through a lot, with my verbally and physically abusive adopted parents, with Jura's struggles that she went through(I won't talk about them due to my respect of her privacy). Back in our junior year of high school, we drifted apart a little, we had less classes together, we didn't talk as much, and I still didn't have a phone at that time, so we couldn't ever text. The class that probably kept us 100% together was choir, we've both been in choir since fourth grade and we stuck with it. I was also in the musical in our sophomore year and she was in stage crew, but that was only one year.

Throughout the years, we've helped each other with so much. I gave her good hugs and someone to talk to, she did the same as well as giving me advice (I'm terrible with giving advice). At one point, there was this guy, I'm going to call him Arnold because that's a gross name, who I used to hook up with(wait, Justin is getting action?!). We never dated, but he liked me a lot and I was vulnerable to that sort of thing and I was lonely and in need of physical attention. Though he wasn't exactly my type, it was good enough at the time(though he was a terrible kisser).

Throughout my terrible Arnold phase, Jura stayed with me and, in the end, after constantly persisting on me trying to find someone better than Arnold, she definitely said, "I told you so!" when I finally ditched Arnold.

Whenever I think the name Jura, I think of someone who is loyal and funny, kind and beautiful and someone I can trust. She knows almost, if not everything, about me. She always has an opinion on anything I tell her and she always has good advice. It's good too, because, scientifically, women mature quicker than men, which makes sense because I act like a five year old while she acts like a 30 year old(in a good way, sorry Jura). She's always been there for me through thick and thin, and I always rely on her to give me advice or just be there for me. She knows what to do in almost any situation and she's one of the best and most mature people I know.

If you're reading this and you haven't found yourself a Jura, I'm sorry for you. If you find yourself a Jura, you'll have a good life and you'll always have someone who has your back 24/7.

Jura, if you're reading this, thank you for all the amazing memories we've made together. Thank you for all the wonderful advice and all the times you've helped me through life. You've always been there for me and I really appreciate that and I hope we stick together and I hope we're always friends. Thank you to whoever read this story and maybe got something good from it. Until next time :)