To the one who’s always a good companion even if all she talks about is how cute, hot and y Kai and Tao are when the topic is about EXO…

...the one who I sing EXO songs with...

...the one whom I sing fast rap parts with...

...the one who had to read and memorize Kai, Sehun and Chanyeol's part in the second verse of MAMA just so we could rap them together...

…the one whom I always hate when she bashes and belittles SNSD and SHINee in front of me and press that EXO is the best K-pop group out there along with Super Junior… (likes only Sooyoung and Taemin)

…the one who finds Choi Siwon hot…

…the one who always talks about witchcraft and black magic and all those stuff when things stray off from the original issue…

...the one who wants to practice hypnotism...

...the one who wants to read other people's minds...

...the one who makes me sit beside her and do those things to me...

...the one who can understand a joke I made up even if others can't really comprehend what I had just said...

...the one who'd write and draw things and figures on my hand and arms and make them look like a tattoo...

...the one who's witty in almost every subject in our class...

...the one who has great common sense in almost everything...

...the one who'd multi-task by reading a story for a different class in one wherein our teacher never really cares what's going on with their students...

...the one who would still listen to those teachers, nonetheless...

...the one who'd listen intently in a boring class...

...the one who'd teach me the explanation for my own report...

...the one friend in our classroom who can sing well...

...the one whose voice is so soft and can reach high notes at some extent...

...the one whose voice sounds cute when she's having a cold...

...the one who would make me go outside the classroom with her to blow her nose off onto her hanky...

...the one who never leaves our classroom untidy and not cleaned...

...the one who would never go home until a rehearsal for a group performance the next day is finished...

...the one who'd force me to give her copies of some of the movies I downloaded to our pc...

...the one who'd come all the way from her home to my place bringing a USB just so she could get them...

...the one who watched the Saw Franchise in a day in one go...

...the one who was willing to spread the blood from a cut on her finger unto my palm...

…the one who gets annoyed when people around her are noisy when she’s studying…

…the one who got picked and appointed as the editor-in-chief for our school paper…

…the one who always gets to go to the regional and even a national level press conference for journalism…

…the one who can write almost everything from essays to poems and her specialty, Editorial writing…

...the one who can write those really well, be it in English or Filipino...

...the one who wins almost every category in a journalism workshop...

…the one who always gets assigned to design our room especially the bulletin boards…

…the one whose scent lingers every time you get near her because of spraying too much perfume…

…the one whose hair smells great and always the best…

…the one whom I share a hated classmate with and the number one person we despise…

…the one whom I used to hate for telling some of my classmates about my first crush in the fifth grade… (it’s okay. He had to know, anyway.)

…the one whom I find irritating at some point and felt the same way…

...the one who sometimes pay for my fare when we ride home…

...the one whom I can't go home without...

...the one who has to be there always for me to get to my house...

…the one who sometimes buy me food after school hours in the afternoon…

...the one who would make me strip the crispy skin of horno, part of a pig that is cooked like lechon, for her...

...the one who sells anything she can get money from inside our classroom (i.e hotdog in buns, mango float, ham sandwiches, etc.)...

...the one who would force you to take an item from the unsold remains on that day even if you don't have money, and pay for it some other time...

...the one who would force those people who had debts to pay her immediately the moment she arrived in school the next day...

…the one whose chat box is always seen and opened on the bottom of my FB page…

…the one who tells me her family problems without her parents around anymore…

…the one who gets credit for crushing on a boy in class even if I was first…

…the one who verbally abuses me and still gets away with it because I can’t just stay fuming at her…

…the one who can change my mood when I’m mad at someone else…

…the one who can make me laugh again even if it’s her who made me angry in the first place…

…the third oldest classmate but still one of the cutest…

…the one who can never sleep if she misses some of her nightly rituals before going to bed…

…the one who would never drink/eat something that had been touched by someone else's lips…

…the one who shares with me her preferences when she watches stuff on the internet…

…the one who looks like one of the many harmless people in our class when in truth, the bossiest and one of the most dominant people there can ever be…

...the one person I could never bring myself to say the word "no" to...

…the one who orders me around and can never do anything about it because I just had to get to ‘em…

…the one who tickles the back of my neck and my knee even if she knows that I might die of laughter from them…

...the one who can ask me to buy her food with my own money and have no protest against it...

…the one who pinches my cheeks and would attempt to bite my upper arm because she finds them soft and ideal for squishing…

…the one whom I would let hit me and ask if it doesn’t hurt at all…

...the one who hates to see couples being lovey-dovey and would say that it's because she has a bitter personality...

…the one whom I don’t mind clinging to me even if it can get sweaty…

…the one whom I always show affection towards by kissing and hugging her even if we both hate clingy people…

…the one who sometimes back-hugs me and leans on my shoulder when she’s sleepy…

…the one who would let me borrow money and never return it…

…the one who can borrow some from me and let her pay even just half of it…

…the one who considers me as her number one best friend to whom I feel the same way…

...the one who can fill this page with wonderful things written about her…

(…the one who gets annoyed when people around her are noisy when she’s studying…)

My best best BEST best BEST BEST best BEST friend.

Happy Birthday, Mummy.

This is your last birthday before we graduate and I hope that you enjoyed it with us. Even if I drank from your glass of soft drink. I am sorry for it because I know that you would never touch it again.

This may be just your presumed date of birth but it doesn’t matter. You may be nine months older than I am but you are the cutest among our classmates.

I love you, Mummy Au! <3 <3 

PS. And since you read it, saying that this is the best birthday gift ever, thank you. I am more than grateful that you read it till the end. :) I'm glad that you like it. Thank you for appreciating it, 'my. :*