A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.

These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.

(^._.^)

Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.

 

  P.S.

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13

P.S. II

I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.

P.S. III

See?

P.S. IV

And um, meow?

After all this time.

I first saw her when she was 7 years old, running around the classroom while her long black hair was swaying behind her. She’s talkative, and she makes the class uproar with her. She’s known – quite known for her name that sounds like the antagonist of the popular cartoon Princess Sarah- and for her charming and energetic disposition. We’ve been classmates in elementary, and together, we talked about Harry Potter, its movies and books. She collected Dan’s pictures from magazines, and we both memorized charms and spells. We borrow books from each other, and argue about the plot’s ending. We planned to watch the movie together, but always ended up as a plan only, as we were both not allowed to go to theaters alone on that age.

Surprisingly, as if we did it on purpose, we’re in the same school in highschool. We’re both accepted in the curriculum that we applied, and we became classmates again.  We talked about the common teenage drama issues, like who’s plastic or not in the class, who stole the wallet of this and that. We both got crazy over koreanovelas, and our plans on watching Harry Potter together in theaters was put into action. We would go home together, and she usually treat me a shake and a hamburger. We celebrated birthdays and elementary reunions together. It’s a surprise though, why we’re not each other’s bestfriends. Well, it’s just a label anyway.

College, and again, as if we did it on purpose, we’re in the same university, however, with different courses. Earlier, we talked about the candidates for the USC elections. We talked about the elitists and the activists. We also talked about the show It Started with a Kiss, which will be aired on a local channel again after 5 years. That was the first asianovela we got crazy about when we were in highschool. We talked about Hunger Games, and how we miss Harry Potter.

It’s funny, that after more than ten years, the girl I saw running around the classroom will run as a student councilor next year. And I’m glad, that after ten years, the friend I got when I was kid is still here.

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