me: bee i can't keep my eyes open anymore
bee: it's okay. go to sleep and talk to me later.
me: but it's your birthday
bee: no...just go to sleep. hey nice hair.
me: thanks bee. okay i'll talk to you later.
bee: hey bernice...bernice!!!
me: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......
bee: okay if you love me keep your eyes closed
bee: if you think your pretty keep your eyes closed
bee: okay that's good
me: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......
[photo taken by:bee]
i'm so thankful this girl came into this world. this is the girl i speed dial when there's an emergency. she's the one that wrestles me for the last coke. she'd give me her kidney if i needed one. the girl that'd tell me i look like jessica alba before i go somewhere important. the most hopeless romantic person i know. and a bit obsessed with anything that has to deal with pandas :) when i was little i'd always steal beatrice's milk bottle and she wouldn't cry she'd just let me take it from her. now she'd beat me up if I ever did that...no, but seriously that's the type of person bee is she cares deeply for those around her. i've never met a person who didn't like bee. anybody who doesn't like her is either unbelievably dellusional or doesn't want to believe a person of such grace, strength, ridiculous creativity, down-to-earth persona, timeless beauty, pro corny jokes teller, quiet wisdom, & kind to the bone person exists in this world.
i'm just lucky i can call her my sister.
cinta pa kamu bee.
