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My oldest friend


  It’s been a while since I last posted mainly because of exams week that ended just yesterday! I feel like I can breathe again. The one thing I looked forward to after a long day of studying was getting to talk to my best friend. It’s crazy how ranting about your stress automatically reduces it.

 It got me thinking about how long we’ve been in each other's lives. I still remember the first day of kindergarten, walking into my classroom and sitting next to her. She was playing with her eraser when I sat down beside her and said hi, that’s actually how we became friends!

 I don’t really remember much but we had this instant connection that, to this day hasn’t died. We’d spend all day talking at school only to continue our conversation at home. I mean what do kindergarteners even talk about? Cartoons? Our favorite foods or subjects? That’s actually an adorable level of innocence.

 Honestly, it’s funny how we had this specific timing for our 2-hour phone calls that was always something we looked forward to even if we had nothing to talk about. There were times I’d call her up and literally just continue doing my homework without engaging in any conversation.

 One particular memory I have is calling her up a day before our math exam back in grade 5 only to tell her I didn't feel like studying and we ended up talking about everything other than our exam.

 Now that I look back to this friendship I still can’t believe we’re in each other's lives even after she moved to another country. Granted, we don't talk every day but when we do, it’s like nothing changed and we pick up right where we left off and I can't help but feel thankful that this is how it all turned out!

 We’ve been through many ups and downs but still manage to get past them which doesn’t happen much. There really is something beautiful about childhood friends that grow up together!


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