12.49- i called her on my phone, singing happy birthday.
today’s a very special day. not because its christmas eve, but its a very special person’s birthday. i remember the first time we met, it was somewhere, end of march. koufu. she was eating wok noodles/ rice and we were sitting at the same table. the same day, i found out that she lived really close to me while we were going home. and that she liked watching hongkong dramas. we texted each other, and i joked that we lived so close, we could shout across the blocks to communicate. idk why, but reading the first convo we had, it seems like we clicked right from the start. then the class list came out! and we found that we were in the same class! oh what joy! ^O^ FOP we went together, wearing the same SP black tee. and laughed at random stuff, got to know all the new awesome people in class. first movie we watched together; 17 again. we ogled at how hot zac efron was. though he’s still hot. flag day! we went together! and recently looking back on the pics realising how noob we looked. i trusted her right from the start. and i still trust her. school started; and we did our projects together, sat together. and yes. we still do projects and sit together. train rides without her, are simply blah. and her bimboness totally freaks me out. even though its totally fake. there was once she saw this really cute car. and started acting bimbo. i thought she was serious. >_< but anyway, nonetheless, i still love her funny and weird pout when she wants something. so random, so spontaneous. and her random injects of like seriously, in a conversation spells out her name when you speak to her. she always smudges her eyeliner when she wears it. not on purpose though. and she’s the only person whom i can talk to really deeply. and maybe she’s the only one who knows how deep i really am. she treats me like a sister, always holding me when i fall. physically, and also emotionally. i’ve seen her cry. though it breaks my heart to see that. that monday, at starbucks, i wont ever forget. tears shed. but that day, i knew she wasnt the strong front that she put up in front of others. i love how spastic she is. and how she always complains about her hair and goes to the toilet just for the mirror. i like the way she craves for drumsticks and chin chow from fc 6 almost everyday. she is a very special person. to the max. and i can just go on and on and on and on about how special she is. but this post would have to end right! anyway, here’s to you yanqian! happy 17th!
