My Best Friend and How I Met Her

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My Best Friend and How I Met Her

I've had many best friends over the years but never really stuck to one. People always give me mixed signals on whether I am their friend or no, it's just stick to a decision are you or are you not my friend? It is confusing and frustrating. Until I met her, my best friend, the girl who would understand me no matter what. Who is she you may ask?

Well that will be kept hidden until she wants to reveal her name but that doesn't change anything. I met her through another friend, who ironically has the same name. Okay it's going to be confusing calling her "she". So I'm going to call her "Jane Doe". Jane Doe is half Palestinian and Half American so she can speak Arabic and be being full Egyptian I can too, but we always talk in English because honestly it is easier and we can understand each other better. I'm not saying that we are ashamed of being Arabs, it's just we are MORE comfortable in English.

Back to her, we met on April fool's day (cool right?) and we clicked it off immediately after, it was like we knew each other for YEARS I would be able to just tell her everything and there is no dull moment with her ever. People might see this being weird, I mean who writes a blog about her best friend. People don't and never will understand the bond we have. We would giggle our words out most of the time, we always laugh and barely have a serious or sad moments.

We both live VERY different lives but the exact same mind set, we would SOMETIMES complete each other's sentence or think of the same thing, TELEPATHY BABY! Nahh I'm just joking. I am so lucky to have someone like her and I hope to continue having her in my life. And Jane Doe if you are reading this remember I am and always will be there for you.

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