P.S : There were too many pictures to choose from. :(

I remember meeting RL for the first time back when I was fresh meat at SMKDJ through the person who ironically brought us together at the end.
I barely saw much of RL at school 'cause she was like a full moon that only appeared on rare occassions so there wasn't much opportunity to be acquainted you see.

Besides that,everyone thought I was racist against indians anyway,which was partially true at that time.

What irony that I'd end up with an indian as my closest friend.
But then again,she's practically chinese through my eyes.














Through the course of 4 years give or take,I've gone through so much with this girl.The best December ever,pointlessly fun roadtrips,late night gallivanting,the most epic concerts ever,signature stoning,anti-social ipod times,unnecessary drama,missing-the-train-because-I-forgot-to-take-my-luggage-bag and missing-the-bus-because-we-were-at-the-wrong-platform moments,stupid tag lines like "scotty doesn't know"&"yippi-ki-yay",weekly Hartamas ritual,failed and successful drunken nights,getting lost on the road and blasting road mixes while wandering around,walking into MOS on ladies night and having a blast eventhough it's just the 2 of us.

There's just too many to list out,but those are off the top of my head.

On the surface she might not seem like it,but inside she's made of Adamantium(You know,like the metal in Wolverines body)with a pink gummy heart covered with sparkly magical pixie dust that makes her that much more twisted.
This tough cookie is practically impenetrable. (Ew.)
Through all the rough patches,she was always there and she does not fail to aid the situation.
She's like the wind that blows the last line of cocaine away when I'm close to OD-ing,the condom/pepperspray when I'm about to get fucked by some guy with HIV/AIDs or in other words,my life vest during a crash.

So few of you could only imagine what it was like when she was leaving for that stinkin country,Aussie.I'm not exaggerating when I say that it felt like a part of me was gone.It's like taking apple aloe vera away from me,forever. (o.o)
I had been so accustomed to RL always being there that it was overwhelming how so much changed.

When I wanted to get out of the house,I'd pick up the phone and start dialing RL's number and eventually realize that she isn't here anymore.
Or when I'd be laughing hysterically at something and I'll start looking around and expecting RL to be laughing with me and end up finding myself laughing alone.
And it doesn't help much that everything I do reminds me of the good times,From Viva La Bam to Creme Brulee to Hartamas Square's sweet&sour chicken with fried rice.
Don't even get me started on the music that just conjures up reminders that you're all the way there and I'm stuck here.

That bitch might as well piss all over my life to mark her territory,really.


Look,so cool right.It's like half of her face in 1 picture and half of my face in the other.

So this is where shows like OneTreeHill & The OC comes in handy,contrary to popular belief that it's just some stupid series,it helps la,I slowly accepted her absence and adjusted.Albeit I still miss her a fuckloads,but at least we still contact each other frequently & it is quite freaky but cool how we get all telepathic sometimes and that just makes it a whole lot more comforting.


Ah yes,Skype. :)

But still,
I can't believe I'm not there to celebrate your EIGHTEENTH birthday with you,'Ma.
actually,just not being there with you for that matter.

I'm sorry I can't pull off any cool shit like fly over there for your birthday.
Fuck SPM seriously,SPM ruins lives.
& I'm still half way with your suppose-to-be-christmas-present.I'm quite half assed.Haha
But I do hope you have the most blow-your-brains-out shit-in-your-pants kickass 18th ever.
Don't get too wasted and use rubber okay?
I'll see you in June.We'll paint the whole town red this time.Ok,you can paint it pink la.



Oh,there was meant to be a post like this back when you left.But you see,I teared up like a baby typing this post and that is exactly why it has been delayed for so long.Oh fuck me,and you just had to message me on MSN eventhough I'm appearing offline.Fine example of the telepathic thing.Ugh,So this is to make up for that.But for today,



HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY RAYMA LAZARRA!

Love you long time,RL.
And yes,You're my "person" too.Fuckin' Christina yang.
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