SLOW DANCING IN A BURNING ROOM

*a few out of the 120908024580958048040 pictures we have taken together, most of which aren’t posted here because they are too hideous for public consumption.

Happy supersweet16!

I’m not going to say ‘wish you all the best’ or ‘God bless’ or ‘makin baik, cantik, pinter, sayang mamapapa sayang adikkakak BULLSHIT BULLSHIT BULLSHIT’ etc because its cheesy. You say things like that to people you don’t really know. Instead, here’s a toast to 4 years of friendship. Blom lama juga yah sebenernya? Tapi rasanya udah lama banget. Maybe it was pure coincidence that landed you as my seatmate during the earliest days of junior high. I like to think it was a touch of magic; a twist of fate. We’re simply meant to be <3 HEE-HEE.

I think “thank you for being my friend” is about as bad as “wyatb/GBU/LALALALA” but I am lost for options right now. Really, truly, and seriously - thank you for being there for me throughout my masa labil, for keeping me sane whenever I feel like combusting, for the times we ended up doubled over on the floor laughing till oxygen became scarce. Those were 4 years of fond memories. Now we’ve got like 1 or 2 years left before we go our seperate ways - you to Australia and me to godknowswhere. And we know only too well that time doesn’t just fly - it whizzes past like a Concorde jet, with no consideration or sympathy whatsoever for the smattering of people who might want to keep the company of their loved ones for a little bit longer.

I do apologise for my complete and utter ability to write or be even REMOTELY poetic at the moment. Everything else I failed to say in this rushed and badly written piece, I will make up for in prayer O:) People walk in and out of our lives all the time. I hope you’ll be the kind of person who stays in mine.

Ich liebe dich.

-klarisakorina