Hey dad,
So it's a sad day today because my best friend, Honey, is leaving to go back to the US today. I'm really upset about it because we ended our relationship on really bad terms - I told you earlier, I wasn't the greatest person to her. She's still the best friend I've ever had (sorry to everyone else) but we aren't friends anymore - the feeling isn't mutual and quite frankly the hate she has for me is deserved.
It's currently quarter to midnight and I'm feeling really crap right now so I wanted to tell you about her.
Firstly, I think you'd have really liked her - mom does. And the reason I think you'll like her is that she is the only person I've ever met that made me forget you died. I've had moments where I've wanted to get out of bed in the middle of the night and go to the living room (where you usually are with your pillows and blankets on the floor - how you slept on the floor I have no idea but apparently I'm following suite) just to tell you a funny story that happened between us. No other person has made me feel that way and I've met a lot of great people.
Secondly, she really takes care of her friends - I can't tell you how grateful I am that I met someone who was so willing to help me through the hardest times.
I lived alone, right - junior year of high school. Mom had gone out of town to find work so I lived alone for a few months and I had a tutoring job (which by the way, oh my lord. How you put up with us as kids, respect man). Anyhow, my boss told me a day before that she didn't need me to tutor one week and so I had no money and I didn't want to ask Pat, Win, or Ron because I knew they were dealing with their own money situation.
Whilst my friends kept offering to buy me lunch (even though they had their own budget) I kept refusing and that would be it. I appreciated them and they were some of the best people I've had the good fortune of meeting.
Honey was different. She knew I needed help even though I was too proud to ask for it. One day we were walking around Perfect after school and she took me to the 7-11 and she bought food for me. As in like actual food - like something I could eat as a meal.
To her it wasn't much - it was about 70 baht. I played it off as being appreciative and I gave her a hug and we hung out some more. But what she doesn't know is that after I got home, I damn near cried because this was after days of me barely eating and going to sleep hungry because I couldn't afford to eat.
I love that girl to death and never forget everything she's done for me.
I can't wait for you to hear more about her.
Yours,
Nasri
