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24 September, 2011
Happy Sweet Sixteen Nancy Ly.

Haaay girlie,

          I remember when you first walked in the doors of my grade 3 classroom as the new kid. You were in your puffy orange pumpkin-like snowpants. I guess that day was a start to our wonderful friendship. We drifted in grade 4, and fortunately had classes together 5th grade. YAY. Heheh, I remember it was always you, Karen & I. We were inseperateable. It sucks that we didn't talk througout all of middle school. Tbh, I didn't think we'd become friends again. Luckily we got closer when we got into highschool. You were even there for me when you heard how sick I was even thoughwe hadn't talk in over 3 years. In grade 10, we began chilling every day and every Friday watching Say Yes to the Dress and chilling in your room with out green tea ice-cream. That's when our usual Friday's began.

         You were always there for us when we had rough times. I know we put you through many embarrassing and tough situations. Regardless, you always stuck by us, when we got kicked out, when we're hungry, or just a shoulder to lean on. I'm very glad we became so close in highschool. I know it sounds cliche but I wouldn't know what life would be like if I didn't have you as one of my true best friends. You always manage to keep us entertained, and I REALLY don't know how I never get tired of you! We both know many of each other's secrets & whatnot, and I know I can count on you to keep them within you. The memories we've made are countless, and I know there are many more to come.

          I'd usually critisize or joke that you're a penguin, to Kaitlen hates you, etc. I guess this is the part where I show my love -_- and say I'm very proud of you and your accomplishments. Your generosity and weirdness is what makes you YOU. Sometimes, I question why you're so fucken nice.. Cos that's honestly abnormal. I hope our days of dumplings, BR, and usual Fridays never end. The fact that we both know what we want and who we want to see when, is hilarious cos we both know we'll always be in denial LOL. Your family is very similar to mine, to food and the way we talk and do things, not to mention they are very funny. "HA.HA" -Takes picture- LMFAO. It sucks that my mom thinks you're such a good child-- I mean young lady. She hasn't met you in your state and the many things we've witness. Oh well, another year older, means another year with more memories :)

          I hope you had the most amazing birthday, from yesterday to today. Christine and us really tried to surprise you all we can. In fact, Junus, Heather, Salina and Larissa were in on it too. Things may not have went as planned, but we still managed to have a day full of laughter. I don't know what else there is to really say, but I love you and thanks for everything and I hope you had a one of a kind amaaazing birthday. 


LOADS AND TONS OF LOVE TO MY BESTFRAN <33

P.s Did you think I wasn't gonna write a long paragraph? 8)