When Tracy arrived at Hinge Inquirer Publications, we weren’t instant friends – for a good number of reasons:
1. She calls the pest “Ate”
2. Her work station is far from mine
3. We just didn’t jive at first
If I remember it right, I even find her nickname funny – “Tish” (she’s not aware of this, ILY, TRACEY 😛 )
Then one day we just talked (actually she just comforted a silly me) and became friends.
Tracy is crazy, weird, and funny. We share secrets – she knows the skeletons in my closet and I know hers too. I do believe that she’s the kind of friend who wouldn’t stab my back, rant about me with other people or say mean things about me – like what some “friends” do.
I can trust her with everything and I’m sure she won’t judge me. Tracy will definitely hit my head if she thinks I’m up to no good.
Even if she works for a different company now and we seldom see each other – I know that I can just chat her or text her if I need some enlightenment – even if she’s busy fangirling and daydreaming about her soon-to-be husband, LSG.
O ayan, tapos na! I love you, Tracy! Thanks for the genuine friendship! 🙂
Long overdue meet up at SM MOA
Confessions of a Bibliophile 