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when the going gets tough...the tough one runs to the friends.
they are the ones who bring you breakfast in your dorm, just because.
they laugh at you when you show up one day in crutches, yet plans their day so one of them can give you a ride home.
they do not hesitate to meet you anywhere, in such short notice, because you got your heart broken for the thousandth time.
they plan those pleasant dinner surprises on your (rainy) birthday.
they pool their resources to give you one of the things you've ever wanted...like the best badminton racket.
they remember your little quirks and penchants for useless souvenirs...and they get them for you when they travel.
they answer your sometimes idiotic and stoopid work questions without the condescending tones.
and they are the ones who bring you pichi pichi...knowing how much you like them.
they are the people who make sure that even if i get my heart stepped on (again and again), i will definitely heal.
thanks, GUUURLFRIENDS! you're the best. :)
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