It takes time and experience to know if you are with someone who is real to you.
Who is not only there when you are in your up-s moments but also willing to accept you in your darkest moments.
Who will be there for you, listen to you, make hampas to you, make you laugh, make you cry.
It is not a perfect relationship as the others but i guess it will always be the problems-make-them-stronger thingy.
Early this evening my friend Marela asked me if I can make her a write up for her yearbook. An eighty-word describing her. And that is the reason why I am writing this.
It has been 11 years of friendship from our fourth grade up until now. We have been in our ups and downs. We knew each other from our sad face, tampo face, problem face and i-have-something-to-tell-you face. It's funny how we can recognize each other if we are hungry, want to do something else, or nervous.
I don't know how to start your write up but i am happy that you want me to write it even if it gives me sakit-sa-ulo.
While doing this, i am listening to our graduation song and memories just went in my mind.
We used to wish that we do things together. Graduate together, Survive Parsci. And yes we did. We did survived high school. We survived our almost a year of not making pansinan. We survived our civil war. HAHAHAHA. I remember that i got jealous because you have an endearment in one of our friends. hahahaha. How childish. And when we entered college, we met new friends, new bff but i guess our friendhip our tight-relationship can never be replaced by anyone (for me ah, i don't know for you) . We may not see each other for a long time but it never and will never diminish our love for each other. And as we reach the new milestone in our lives, i just want to congratulate because you have made it.
Excited for more years together.
