The Child in a Diva

This is for my girlfriend whom I have known for 14 years, since college. She had been there all these years for me, especially during our uni days when she was my roomie as well. We had jogged at midnight through the campus together, grilled nuggets in that small toaster oven we shared and drank ourselves silly on New Year's day celebration, went to midnight movies and clubbing together then. Most importantly, she was there listening and comforting me when I had my heart broken.


She's one mixed up lady. Sophistication meets kiddish-ness, that's her. (I refused to use childish ness cos she's not immature). She's into clubbing and bellydancing and she likes My Melody cartoon character and those olympic mascots. Call her smart but she's equally blur. I used to hate the way she studied, with music blasting away, reading magazines while we are mugging away. She sleeps by 12 and wakes up at 8, whereas Lixin and I would be brewing coffee to stay awake till the wee hours, cramming in those lecture notes. Yet she scored and graduated with 2nd Upper honors. But she can get so forgetful and careless at times too, losing her camera, ipod and mobile once too often.


This is for you, my friend, who has always been there for me. Over the years, lifestyle changes has caused us to meet up and communicate less often, but whenever we meet, we still have loads to share and giggle about. And between us, we know we will still be there for each other when the need arises.