Okay, you guys are probably wondering who the hell I am.
I'm Monica E. Geller-Bing. I'm Chandler M. Bing's wife, Rebecca Kathleen Bing's mother. I'm Rachel K. Green, Joey F. Tribbiani and Phoebe Buffay-Geller's friend and I'm Ross Geller's brother.
My life: You might think my life's pretty much average - but really, it's not. It's wierd, it's different, it's unpredictable - it's wonderful.
Let me start with my husband. Chandler Bing. Like I said before - he doesn't think very highly of himself. I've tried so many times, never really has worked. He's the sweetest guy ever, and so, so adorable...I miss him. He's got this sarcastic altitude but I found out it's a mask. And he's extremely strong. No, really, he actually wrestled with ME and won. And that says something.
Joey Tribbiani. Chandler's best friend, his once roomate. He used to have this thought that 'Women are gods,' (I agree, actually) But inside he's got this soft heart and it's so sweet. He has about seven sisters and cause of this he believes that he has to take care of everyone - including me, Rachel and Phoebe. He loves the Knicks and Chandler is sort of like his brother. He's kind of slow....no, VERY slow and dumb. :-) Oh, and like I said before 'He USED to have this thought'. Dya know why? Yep. Rachel Green.
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My best friend - Rachel Karen Green. One of those rare people I can trust my whole life with. She was kind of snobby when I met her - hell, there's no reason not to be, she was stikin' rich! But when I left her from Lincoln High...oh my god she's changed. Changed a lot, if you compare now. She's a mother of Emma - my brother's baby *don't ask, please* - and she's engaged to Joey.
Ross Geller - my brother. And I'm happy he is. He's so protective and he's taught me so much stuff. Even though he's the wanted child of the Geller family (my mom loves him and hates me), he has always protected me and made me feel as if I was the greatest person in the world when I was younger, sobbing in my room after one of my mother's harsh comments. I love him. But he's a huge dinosaur fan. Don't look at me, I dunno why.
Last of all - Phoebe Buffay-Geller, my brother's wife, my ex-roomie. She's the perky, sweet type, so innocent yet so scarred with emotional thoughts in life. She's got this 'If-you're-not-happy,neither-am-I' thing going on. She's a brilliant friend, really, she's just really wierd. Floopy, in her words. She's even a singer!! Yeah!
'Smelly cat, smelly cat,
What are the feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat
It's not your fault...'
Okay so fine, that's not one of the best songs in the world, but she has an awesome voice. She's always making me laugh.
I remember the night Phoebe and Ross got together. It was Emma's and Becky's birthday (they have the same birthdate, isn't that cool?!) and Phoebe was depressed since she had once again broken up with Mike, one of her long term relationships. Ross had broken up with Charlie (a dino freak) a few weeks ago and still hadn't gotten over it yet. They were in the sweat-pant phase but they agreed to come after some convincing from Rachel and me.
So yeah, they were trying to act all 'happy' and stuff but we could tell they were sad. I told them to get home to relax and they happily agreed. And hehe, Phoebe went over to Ross's since she wanted some Advil since she had a headache. The kitchen was moonlit and they slowly neared each other ("You're so beautiful" - Ross) and then they met in a kiss. Phoebe told me what happened the next day and, of course, I was clutching my heart with an 'Awww...'. Kind of hard not to, innit?
And Rachel and Joey. Well, funny thing is they've been together longer than Phoebe and Ross yet haven't married yet ("Must be a Ross-thing," - Chandler. Ross got married four times, you know that?!) Anyway, Joey had a crush on her but didn't tell her cause of Ross. And later when he DID tell her, she didn't do anything and it was long forgotten. But when Rachel got feelings for Joey...ah, he found out himself(wierd, huh?) and they finally kissed. Ah...
Okay. My last day.
I remember the day I died. It was November 29th...a Friday. I remember taking that day off. I remember how Becky jumped on my bed as she does everyday so that I could get her to preschool (she was four then, around nine now). I remember baking waffles that clear morning. I remember kissing Chandler softly before he left hurriedly as he was late for work. I remember dropping Becky off with my green BMW.
I remember getting ready to go shopping with Rachel and Phoebe. I remember carrying a lot of bags, ditto Rachel and Phoebe. I remember walking across the road when the green man on the traffic light started blinking. I remember Rachel and Phoebe not going because they were afraid. I remember teasing them. I remember running across the road. I remember their high-pitched screams as something poked, hard, into my side. I remember dropping onto the road. I remember seeing Rachel's tearful face. I remember seeing nothing but black.
I remember waking up. I remember blinking a few times to adjust to the white-ness the place held. I remember my glimmer of hope, thinking I was alive again. I remember suddenly noticing how I was lying on clouds. I remember shooting up from my seat and screaming out loud.
I remember seeing my Nana. I remember her saying I can choose six people who can see me, hear me. I remember choosing my best friends at once. I remember my Nana smiling, agreeing. I remember her telling me that they could see me again in five weeks time. I remember giving a small smile. I remember her letting me go for my funeral four days after I died.
I remember the silent tears pouring down Chandler's face. I remember Rachel's hysterical cries. I remember Phoebe's shaking shoulders. I remember Ross's arms wrapped around her shoulders. I remember Joey's silent altitude through out the whole funeral. I remember the speeches they gave. I remember one particularly well - Joey's.
"Monica Bing," - a deep, shaky breath - "One of the most talented people I've ever met. Her regular squeals of "I know!", her neat freakiness. Her soft, soft heart. Her heart is definitely in the right place." - tears were flowing freely down his face, like the others' - "Her love for babies. Her love for Chandler, for Rebecca...her love for me, Phoebe, Rachel, Ross. Her unspoken love for her family." - at this a sharp breath could be heard. My mum. -"She didn't deserve to die. No, she doesn't.
"Who'll make my breakfast for me? Who'll iron my clothes from me? Who'll walk around my apartment, cleaning everything, including the back of the fridge? Who'll scream "I know!" ever so often?" - a small smile of remembrance could be seen through everyone's glistening tears - "I've always believed that no one I know could die. I never thought that anyone dying could have such an impact on me. But I've realised now. I realised that no one lives forever...gosh, that sounds like a James Bond movie." - everyone gave a slight chuckle - "Monica. I know you're listening to me. Please know that I will never, ever forget you."
I remember Joey running off the stage, sobbing. I remember the wet stuff running down my cheeks. I remember thinking that Joey has never been so mature before. I remember thinking that Joey knew about my ghost-ness, somehow.
Oh, god, I'm going to cry. Really. I think I have to go get some tissues and make some cookies while waiting for my roomie.
Bye!
Monica Geller-Bing
A/N: Yay! My second chapter! =) I guess it's not that long, but I really love this one. I love Joey's speech. =) Please review peeps!! And thanks for the review!
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. I'm not feeling very creative now, so...Yeah. That's it. "None of the characters belong to me."
I'm Monica E. Geller-Bing. I'm Chandler M. Bing's wife, Rebecca Kathleen Bing's mother. I'm Rachel K. Green, Joey F. Tribbiani and Phoebe Buffay-Geller's friend and I'm Ross Geller's brother.
My life: You might think my life's pretty much average - but really, it's not. It's wierd, it's different, it's unpredictable - it's wonderful.
Let me start with my husband. Chandler Bing. Like I said before - he doesn't think very highly of himself. I've tried so many times, never really has worked. He's the sweetest guy ever, and so, so adorable...I miss him. He's got this sarcastic altitude but I found out it's a mask. And he's extremely strong. No, really, he actually wrestled with ME and won. And that says something.
Joey Tribbiani. Chandler's best friend, his once roomate. He used to have this thought that 'Women are gods,' (I agree, actually) But inside he's got this soft heart and it's so sweet. He has about seven sisters and cause of this he believes that he has to take care of everyone - including me, Rachel and Phoebe. He loves the Knicks and Chandler is sort of like his brother. He's kind of slow....no, VERY slow and dumb. :-) Oh, and like I said before 'He USED to have this thought'. Dya know why? Yep. Rachel Green.
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My best friend - Rachel Karen Green. One of those rare people I can trust my whole life with. She was kind of snobby when I met her - hell, there's no reason not to be, she was stikin' rich! But when I left her from Lincoln High...oh my god she's changed. Changed a lot, if you compare now. She's a mother of Emma - my brother's baby *don't ask, please* - and she's engaged to Joey.
Ross Geller - my brother. And I'm happy he is. He's so protective and he's taught me so much stuff. Even though he's the wanted child of the Geller family (my mom loves him and hates me), he has always protected me and made me feel as if I was the greatest person in the world when I was younger, sobbing in my room after one of my mother's harsh comments. I love him. But he's a huge dinosaur fan. Don't look at me, I dunno why.
Last of all - Phoebe Buffay-Geller, my brother's wife, my ex-roomie. She's the perky, sweet type, so innocent yet so scarred with emotional thoughts in life. She's got this 'If-you're-not-happy,neither-am-I' thing going on. She's a brilliant friend, really, she's just really wierd. Floopy, in her words. She's even a singer!! Yeah!
'Smelly cat, smelly cat,
What are the feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat
It's not your fault...'
Okay so fine, that's not one of the best songs in the world, but she has an awesome voice. She's always making me laugh.
I remember the night Phoebe and Ross got together. It was Emma's and Becky's birthday (they have the same birthdate, isn't that cool?!) and Phoebe was depressed since she had once again broken up with Mike, one of her long term relationships. Ross had broken up with Charlie (a dino freak) a few weeks ago and still hadn't gotten over it yet. They were in the sweat-pant phase but they agreed to come after some convincing from Rachel and me.
So yeah, they were trying to act all 'happy' and stuff but we could tell they were sad. I told them to get home to relax and they happily agreed. And hehe, Phoebe went over to Ross's since she wanted some Advil since she had a headache. The kitchen was moonlit and they slowly neared each other ("You're so beautiful" - Ross) and then they met in a kiss. Phoebe told me what happened the next day and, of course, I was clutching my heart with an 'Awww...'. Kind of hard not to, innit?
And Rachel and Joey. Well, funny thing is they've been together longer than Phoebe and Ross yet haven't married yet ("Must be a Ross-thing," - Chandler. Ross got married four times, you know that?!) Anyway, Joey had a crush on her but didn't tell her cause of Ross. And later when he DID tell her, she didn't do anything and it was long forgotten. But when Rachel got feelings for Joey...ah, he found out himself(wierd, huh?) and they finally kissed. Ah...
Okay. My last day.
I remember the day I died. It was November 29th...a Friday. I remember taking that day off. I remember how Becky jumped on my bed as she does everyday so that I could get her to preschool (she was four then, around nine now). I remember baking waffles that clear morning. I remember kissing Chandler softly before he left hurriedly as he was late for work. I remember dropping Becky off with my green BMW.
I remember getting ready to go shopping with Rachel and Phoebe. I remember carrying a lot of bags, ditto Rachel and Phoebe. I remember walking across the road when the green man on the traffic light started blinking. I remember Rachel and Phoebe not going because they were afraid. I remember teasing them. I remember running across the road. I remember their high-pitched screams as something poked, hard, into my side. I remember dropping onto the road. I remember seeing Rachel's tearful face. I remember seeing nothing but black.
I remember waking up. I remember blinking a few times to adjust to the white-ness the place held. I remember my glimmer of hope, thinking I was alive again. I remember suddenly noticing how I was lying on clouds. I remember shooting up from my seat and screaming out loud.
I remember seeing my Nana. I remember her saying I can choose six people who can see me, hear me. I remember choosing my best friends at once. I remember my Nana smiling, agreeing. I remember her telling me that they could see me again in five weeks time. I remember giving a small smile. I remember her letting me go for my funeral four days after I died.
I remember the silent tears pouring down Chandler's face. I remember Rachel's hysterical cries. I remember Phoebe's shaking shoulders. I remember Ross's arms wrapped around her shoulders. I remember Joey's silent altitude through out the whole funeral. I remember the speeches they gave. I remember one particularly well - Joey's.
"Monica Bing," - a deep, shaky breath - "One of the most talented people I've ever met. Her regular squeals of "I know!", her neat freakiness. Her soft, soft heart. Her heart is definitely in the right place." - tears were flowing freely down his face, like the others' - "Her love for babies. Her love for Chandler, for Rebecca...her love for me, Phoebe, Rachel, Ross. Her unspoken love for her family." - at this a sharp breath could be heard. My mum. -"She didn't deserve to die. No, she doesn't.
"Who'll make my breakfast for me? Who'll iron my clothes from me? Who'll walk around my apartment, cleaning everything, including the back of the fridge? Who'll scream "I know!" ever so often?" - a small smile of remembrance could be seen through everyone's glistening tears - "I've always believed that no one I know could die. I never thought that anyone dying could have such an impact on me. But I've realised now. I realised that no one lives forever...gosh, that sounds like a James Bond movie." - everyone gave a slight chuckle - "Monica. I know you're listening to me. Please know that I will never, ever forget you."
I remember Joey running off the stage, sobbing. I remember the wet stuff running down my cheeks. I remember thinking that Joey has never been so mature before. I remember thinking that Joey knew about my ghost-ness, somehow.
Oh, god, I'm going to cry. Really. I think I have to go get some tissues and make some cookies while waiting for my roomie.
Bye!
Monica Geller-Bing
A/N: Yay! My second chapter! =) I guess it's not that long, but I really love this one. I love Joey's speech. =) Please review peeps!! And thanks for the review!
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. I'm not feeling very creative now, so...Yeah. That's it. "None of the characters belong to me."