My Everyday

A friend for me is someone i can trust, who will know my present and love me with my past, a special bond in better or worst, a feeling of connection, surely it'll last. an amount of secret could be a gold to her, kept in the heart sealed with a whisper, who'll share my tears and my ambiguous laughter, when it's over she'll tap me at my shoulder. when someone will hurt and  make me cry, and yet, i am like a girl so shy, her words are like an armor who shield and fight, seems just for me, she's ready to die.

lately, . me and my elementary classmates have been exchanging messages and constantly chatting with each other  at facebook. we reminisce the past and the unforgettable moments being friends and classmates. Nineteen hundred and eighty nine to be noted. that's the year we graduated and that year i confess, had tons of  memories to treasure. until, we finally decided to meet each other, took the chance that all were not busy with their works. that was january 2. out of 40 something, almost a  half of it were able to come. but i think it was fun and the whole day was filled with chatting, playing and eating. it is so amazing how facebook made friends from different side of the world talked and met after a long long years. i felt so greatful being met them personally again and exchanged memory from the past and the present. it makes me feel young. it is so great to be reunited with old friends again! really!