the-afternoon-snack-called-pastil-buddy

months before my latest homecoming, he’s volunteered to pick me up at the airport. cool i thought. if there’s one person who bugs me so much about going home it’s him. he never missed reminding me about it at every opportunity to talk over those little mobile gadgets ( txt and call ).

a week or so before my scheduled flight, he’s been doing the countdown like how radio stations do the christmas countdown.

he was in the airport an hour earlier than the plane’s (delayed) take off. crazy! i don’t think anyone could be that excited ( or so i think ).

i don’t really how it was but one day i just realized this person’s someone i can’t afford not to be part of my life.

it just used to be "heys" and lots of laughters, me teasing how bad his haircut is it made him 10 years older than me, or me constantly picking on his inability to pronounce "r", or me raising an eyebrow on a hilarious case during mock debates. i’ve been really mean to him with all those teasing…i remember him saying " nah ma’am…."

despite my being a meanie,he’d volunteer to drive me around. he’s been excited always to talk about the "pastil" place near jumbo bridge. one particular vacation,we drove there almost every afternoon. i must have eatenmore than 20 sticks of isaw. real good time.

he can crack me up just with a silly text message. just the other day i was telling him how he is not my dinner- coffee buddy.my point in saying is that our friendship is kinda unique in the sense that it wasn’t nurtured over coffee and dinner. he retorted saying " so i’m the midnight snack guy…?" i said no.more like the "joyride-pastil" buddy. he protested. boy was i grinning delightfully.

with all the hung ups i have in life, all the insecurities and b*******s happening to me, he’s my comfort zone. for some odd reason, he knows just when to be there.he’s timing’s always perfect. when i feel sick to my stomach because ofmy stupidity, out of the blue i get a good dose of bear hug. i’m a softee who thinks she’s a toughie he said. maybe. i guess he knows me well.

i’ve not forgotten what you told me over the only ocassion we had coffee together. i’m grateful for the genuine concern.

thank you for your friendship.life’s a little easier, happier more beautiful with you around!

cheers!

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