This is dedicated to a friend, a blockmate, and to the best roommate I ever had.

I've known her when I was in elementary. We never were close in our first few years together. However in our last two years as 'kids,' you could say that we kind of belonged to the same group of friends. Sadly, we had to attend different high schools thus we never had the chance to strengthen our bonds.

So after years of not really having a decent conversation as friends - or probably acquaintances in her case - I took advantage of her passing the same university and asked her through Twitter and Facebook, "Hey, which dorm are you trying to get into?" She replied, "Lampirong, you?" I said I was trying to get into a different freshman hall and that was the end of our convo. Anyhow, I still laughably remember one of her tweets that goes somewhat like this: "May the gods of Lampirong accepts me as their dormer." Or something like that. Haha. Whatever. That was genuinely funny, just so you know. In the end, we're roommates. I was ecstatic like woah. Who wouldn't be when you're actually friends - though not that close - with your new roomie? Was it a surprise dear fate? Thank you sfm. Not only that. As it turns out, we're blockmates. So we go to the same classes everyday. I had no heart to wake her whenever we have early classes because she sleeps like a puppy. She actually claims, however, that my annoying K-pop ringtone wakes her up. Thank you so much Big Bang, for sparing me from the guilt.

As you can see now, I've known her for about 10 and a half years, six of which were spent with her as in, within her reach. Though we may actually have some arguments - which was mostly because she underestimates herself too much and well, because of my immaturity - I don't actually believe that they will stop us from becoming friends, closer ones. I am expecting nothing, however.

So, this very long blog entry - the longest I have since I started blogging - isn't trying to make you feel guilty and have second thoughts on leaving us and the university. Albeit reluctant on letting you go, I still want you to be happy. I still want you to follow your dreams, your aspirations. Always remember though, Just be yourself. Don't mind criticisms; don't let them get into your head. They will just pull you down. I know how insecure you are. Change that. Degrading yourself will get you nowhere. In the real world, you have to be someone who believes in herself, who believes that she could surpass other people that have achieved more than her. If you think that you are no better than anyone else, remember Albert Einstein, an autistic, remember Helen Keller, a blind writer, and Stephen Hawking. They have flaws but they became greater than most of us.

Don't sulk, Lesh. You don't suck.

You're beautiful, intelligent, quirky, talented, and you have a big heart. What's lacking is your confidence. Believe in yourself, girl. Them bitches won't surpass you.

And guys? The right one will come soon. Not so soon, but soon. Wait for him. For now, enjoy your single life. Stay happy. Stay fresh. Don't look for your guy; your effort will sometimes go to waste. Because this world isn't something out of mangas and other cliché-plotted books.

True love comes when least expected.

Let your man find you.

So just sit pretty on your throne. I know he'll come soon enough :)

So...

Believe and survive. That's all you have to do.

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