The Best(est) Friend
I usually find it cheesy and corny writing about other people close to me. That’s not my usual self but this time, allow me to be cheesy… For once.
This person deserves a space in my blog.
Meet my best friend of almost 6 years, Irene. She’s probably one of those few who knew me from head to toe, or maybe she’s probably the only one who knew me more than I know myself.
She knows when I don’t feel okay, when I’m happy, when I feel depressed, when I’m hungry or when I’m craving for something. We both have a love and hate relationship with food and yes, she is my constant food buddy. Whenever there’s a new restaurant opening within the city, you should expect us eating there the next day or a week after. This person knows all my flaws, she heard all my nonsense and pointless dramas, she’s been there when I feel like having the best of both worlds and most of all she knows when I like someone. In fact, she knows all the guys I’ve been fantasizing about. Seriously.
Irene knows me best. She constantly reminds me that I’m worth something. She believes that I can. Isn’t it amazing having a best friend who pushes you to your limits, to do even better and never fails to cheer you up. Never makes me feel less. Indeed, I am lucky.
Friendship is one of the best gifts life has ever given me.
“Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.” See you in a year, Miga. I’ll miss you.
The most awesome(st) bestfriend you could ever have LOLJK