Friday, December 30, 2005

My Best Friend & I





My Best Friend and I know each other for nearly 9 years. Like other people with best friends, we share our ups and downs. We can't figure out whether we have more ups or downs in these 9 years, but lately, I have to admit, even though I hate it, that Best Friend is experiencing a series of downs. You know the theory of 'anything that goes up must come down'? Well, the same goes with anything that goes down will come up again. These will hopefully apply to us too. Don't worry, it will.

Some little things (dirty secret or not) that My Best Friend and I share:

We comtemplate posing as gays to fend off guys whom we have absolute no interest in. Posing is understated as we always behave like gays. (There was once, when we nearly pulled of a lie that we were actually nuns).But the truth is out there. (Please continue reading.)

My Best Friend is 100 + 20= 120% straight, horny heterosexual, lurking out in the world waiting for little boys to fall preys. SHE IS A CRADLE SNATCHER. Yikes. In fact we both are cradle snatchers. Double yikes.

We talk about guys all the time. Er, well, most of the time at least. We analyse each other's situations, likes, dislikes, peeves, fetishes 10,000 times before. The next topics that we touch on will still be boys, situations, likes, dislikes, peeves and fetishes.

Similarities:
  1. Big size. Ok lah, fat lah.
  2. We share the same cup size. What cup size?
  3. We love to eat.
  4. We are love- idiots, always finding ourselves in situations which others will find it damn easy to solve while we sweat buckets for it.
  5. We love little boys. (By this I don't mean mothering .Refer to the above paragraph)
  6. We are still waiting for Mr God to drop Mr Right Now. Right now, please.

Differences:

  1. Her feet are size 5, mine a size 9.
  2. She eats just about everything, I eat just about the same thing every time we eat out.
  3. She spends hundreds on skincare, I buy over the counter skincare products.
  4. She hates exercising, I am a gym rat.
  5. She never wear skirt, I never wear pants.

Those people with no best friends, I pity you. There is so many a times that My Best Friend and I are grateful that we have each other.

To My Best Friend, who is there for me when I was in a down spiral, I salute you.

Happy New Year.

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