Bestfriend

Geraldine Arteza

I can't help smiling every time I think of the old days. You were a very preserve girl, quiet, serious. You were the one that would definitely do what the "older ones" tell you to do. Me, I was a complete opposite of you, still am. I did cut classes pretending to be sick while you were working hard to finish those inhuman theses. I hated the fact that we had to do all those homework's when I thought it will have nothing to do with my future life (and how right I was though it's politically incorrect). Still, you managed to remain a very good daughter to your parents while accommodating a friend like me. One very distinct memory I got was when we filmed that "Little Women" scene for our English project. It was chaos but funny. As usual, I saw you worked hard and I was taking it easy. I enjoyed it just like you did. But that was meant to be the last project that we will be working together. I moved on. I thought our friendship would end at that. Not that I didn't value you. It was quite opposite in fact. I was afraid. The distance, the life styles. I was afraid to hold on to a friendship that was base on school project, class discussion, library trouble (oh yes! I do remember Sister Pauline). For me, it was just another phase. We were young then.

You proved me wrong. When I received your letter after I left, I cried. Yes, I cried. I didn't know that I mean that much to you. I never had a clue that you value our friendship as much as I do. And that was the beginning. Distance didn't matter. The friendship that was to thrive along distance and time. Thank you so much for being with me all the way. From Batangas to Manila. From Manila to Hongkong. From Hongkong to England. You were with me. And never was the time that I regret leaving St. Bridget College. It was the best decision I had ever made. With it came your lasting friendship. With it came my very best friend.

For your success in the artistic world, CHEERS!

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