few days ago, to be exact, on 4 August that the I was going faster than Kina forehand was going to post on your wall that drug dubbed cyber Facebook, how much you want and how important you are to me, Blossom sopretexto that (it's always good) that " pucha is your birthday. " With my quaker of cups of my fresh pie heated and meteor my pajamas more than excited I sat at the computer when I dislocated his big mouth to see that being the two in the afternoon, walking your profile and fuller than the Metropolitan in the days that it was free.
I refused to do so. I'm not saying that those who have greeted you via Feiz you want more or less, but the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing just a greeting is not over with enthusiasm. I thought of calling (as I have done all similar dates since you know) but the time (I assumed he'd be working at that place I'm dying to go) together with my proprietary and custom of not having balance in my Telefonito it a necessity, canceled that plan b.
With a firm promise "Later called" I sat down to breakfast (I know, I know, at two in the afternoon) and I started to think we can both say and they are years that we know. It's like football, with three goals if you can say it was a rout, the same could apply to our friendship in a matter of years.
four years ago, came back to this country rather than recharged. Academically, I spent the train (actually, I keep going) and had to go back to school at all costs. I decided to start from scratch. I remembered that the second day of school (went to my taste too sadistic to schedule classes on Saturday mornings) sentadito was well in front of my screen when your voice villamariana asked me if the passenger seat was occupied. "So I arrived early and this manganzonaza wants me to stop me to sit?" He said. Already happens, happens mommy. I do not know if I will have said before, but the first thing that struck me were your hands. "Ala, but such big hands!" I kept thinking to myself. Stroking the table seemed hopelessly insane, when in fact tapaban your hands full (but full) the mouse. Here among us my dear, can not remember a single letter of what we say. Would it be great to remember what our first conversation tried it? All I remember we laughed as if he would give us the class was the same Melcochita.
And everything started. Part of what remains of the half university knows history. I died for you! And as straw is that today when we bring to conversations these days, we laughed more. And time, circumstances and know (the latter very important) made me realize that you and I nothing to do! Correspondents better to go to Afghanistan to interview better Tongo in a hot tub, preferably a duet with Susy Diaz military preferable APRA.
While the quaker allowed to cool in my hands, I thought that everything I've spent with you no matter how small, has been infected with joy. And I say infected because our case is worthy of study. Up to a freezer and scattered in the seats with laughter, make public roche telling the passenger next to "Lord, has realized how he treats me? You think?". Down in Miraflores and try to go behind you to another bus to the route splicing and laugh as I realize pushing it bouncing Maria Joaquina Cyril carousel. Pay you all this time a passage and cobrártelo so far. Tease pictures of your student card and above you also make fun of it. Fighting over the books as Don Ramón removing Nono cranks. Remember the family of that taxi driver one day we almost got run over, and keep walking looking at us and ask, "What we said ah?". Imitate your mother culikitaca dancing in a marriage. Stop dancing get in the middle class in linguistics. Let us keep silence in all kinds of computing in which we sat together, apologizing, bowing his head at the same time and still laughing. Expected returns of reviews and wonder what brats primary "do you much?" With cachita say "I 18" I look excited and I say "congratulations!" - "Thanks! Are you?" "-" I 19 !"...-" I HATE YOU! ". Go grievous where Vidal and say "Pofesora, can you explain right now because she has more notice that I". Dater make a stop just for a bun and say to those who passed and laughed at us "is a research project to hear!". Correct me as much smoothness that comes out of my mouth because I know you do not like hearing it, and when other people loose and cover your ears despair. Ridiculous to say when something frightens us as "your grandmother Calata!", Hollow! "," Chespirito! "Or put you to scream like vultures. Your very particular way of telling your stories. The talk seriously propose something and discuss it with the as seriously (making Groove walk all too). us fought on rare occasions raised pitch and everything and have endured more than an hour to apologize (always me, you are the max). Go to a clinic to make an appointment because a little pain I brought you blasted idiot. Make fun of the names of all the doctors when we were in the waiting room and laugh about our childhood so similar. Tell me the stupid little pain was more than delicate. Back to pray after a long (ie ME! Hallucinations) when I knew you were in the operating room. Smile to see you smiling after a thousand times over it. Which to end an argument without knowing what to say I told you: "shut up ... hollow!" -Hollow, yes ... BUT FIRST POSITION AND woodcock! ". Rejoice and congratulate each other cycles that we both get these scholarships. Let me say a gesture seriously," but I really want to practice journalism to do something for society, "look at you with a look of it and and you say " Ok, I confess, I want to be vedette!." Teamwork!, because sometimes we did we always went well (do not know how, but good). The fact that you do not agree on many of my views, which make me very well the reason for your opposition, but despite all respects. Because I know that you respect. having changed only ever turn to continue studying with you. Mourn, suffocate and crash into the walls whenever we laugh (must be said) of crap!.
are many things, many reasons, and perhaps those who read this do not understand, I get bored or just lead them to think a clear "couple of morons." But you and I know that what we have experienced and enjoyed without realizing it. That account in that day that I fell down with a cup of Quaker in hand. That day it was your birthday. That day he looked like because I realized how great my life is because in reality was she who gave me your friendship.
Let us not be deluded. A door to finish the race I do not know if we'll see each other every day. Ago time I had a dream. I dreamed that in a few years, both were known for our account. Invite one to a TV show and the other appeared to surprise. We interviewed (either alucinadito sleep) and we laughed as we remembered our times of students. We laughed with the same intensity now.
friends are not typical, not typical things we've been friends, do not usually do things typical of friends! But (and I do not exaggerate) I think that now everything would be different if I had not known. You have been a turning point in my life and I wanted you to know. (I know you know). For though many do not understand seem to us too. I am convinced that you will always be there. Rest assured, I'll always be there.
My colleague, my friend, my sister ... my slipper.
Happy Birthday Valeria. I love you very much.
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