I am very friendly, but it is rarely that I open up to someone. And if I do, it means that you will be part of my life forever. Because of that, I choose my friends wisely. But never did it occur to me that I would be friends with this beautiful, smart and crazy woman, and worst, it seems that we will be together for a very long time. Her name is Riri Fukuda.
I have said this a million times, I never expected that we will be like this. She's this loud girl with a colored hair and fingernails that must match her dress. She's surrounded by a lot of people. She talks a lot. Smiles a lot. I on the other hand, was this shy guy, average, far from what she is. But that was years ago, whatever wall our stereotypes maid was slowly dissolved by friendship built on jokes and laughter, smile and tears. My college years was certainly easier with her, and our group of friends, her Mom, her little brother, her Dad and her dog. It was a family I never had. Probably why I became closer to them all. They made me feel welcome, shared with me whatever it is they have. Even their home feels like my home as well.
She was there at my best days, and she was also there at my weakest. She's like the sister I never had. She was the only one who made me wait while she buys herself a pair of shoes, and we all know how women buy shoes. Not even my Mom can make me do it. She's the only person I know who would welcome you at night when I asked if could sleep there because I badly need some company. She's the friend I've longed for.
And now, as in literally today, she getting a year older. I bet she can't still accept the fact that she's older than me. I guess I should call you Ate now, haha.
My friend, my dear friend, Happy Birthday! You know I love you so much. I hope you like this, coming from the bottom of my fat-surrounded heart. See you tomorrow!
|This was taken on my 19th birthday. I just think it's sweet that I'm posting a picture of us during my birthday to greet her on her birthday haha|