Best-friend Appreciation Day

I don't remember ever posting anything about my best-friend. Whether she's gonna read this or not, it's all up to her. I don't usually tell her I've updated my blog or anything. I don't plan to. Because most of the things that are posted here are the things she has already been told beforehand. Like this one. But this is gonna make her puke. She cannot handle sweet things. She's just a very mean person by nature. 

By blood, she's my cousin. By Satan, she's my best-friend. Thing is, this wasn't planned at all. We got close when I started telling her things I didn't tell anyone. Then on, I told myself that's it. I'm screwed. I found myself finding her each time anything bad happens. Good things too. It's either her or no one at all. It's the assurance feeling I get that made me turn to her about anything. She tells me off when I'm wrong. She apologizes when she's wrong. Our ego are very much the same. But when we both acknowledge that fact & tries to lower it down whenever we've cooled off, we seem to understand each other better.

We might be really close cousins but she has better looks. Maybe because she has her mom's features & my face on the other hand, is a photo-copy of my dad's. So be it in real life or on the net, she's always the prettier one. The good thing about her is that, she's very confident about herself. I wish I was that confident. She speaks very well too. Sometimes, shes gonna deny some of it but most of the time it's the well-I've-been-told kind of attitude for her. She also swears a lot. She's nice once every 6 months. She's just a very mean person. But she's the only one, though, that I can handle being mean to me. She's still an amazing person inside out.

Through the good & the bad, I love her. I really do. What would have happened if I wasn't given the chance to meet her again? I don't even wanna know.