Anonymous asked: Adee Hernandez
I should really be doing my homework right now. You know, a paper and an oral presentation that won’t write themselves. But my brain has been sucked dry these past few days/weeks/ever. So maybe a little nostalgia will help. It does sometimes, you know. Here goes.
Adee Hernandez. Of all the years I’ve known her, there is one thing about her I will never fail to remember, one thing which should be pretty evident even without me having to outright say it. It goes something like this.
I remember, on some mornings, dragging myself out of bed and through the motions, onto my school bus, still half-asleep, and falling back asleep on her shoulder. On others, being way too loud and hyper way too early in the morning, bugging her endlessly while she tried not to fall asleep. I remember, trips home, filled with street food and fast food and all my stories of anything, everything that happened to me that day — happy, sad, angry — it never mattered. I remember laughing with her, randomly singing to corny songs with the rest of our busmates, running either away or after her and Laxa, getting tickle attacked and accidentally punching her, even.
And I remember, sometimes, having my heart mangled, by life, by the world in general — family and its innate dysfunction, friends both real and not, romances long forgotten. And again, it never mattered. Every time, she would be there. Every time, she would either listen to me rant and bawl, or just sit with me in silence. And she never never never failed to ask me to smile, to make me feel like how I felt actually genuinely mattered.
I probably haven’t told her enough, and I probably should remind her soon, that I might’ve not pulled through without her, that she was a little ball of sunshine in my life. And that I miss her beyond what words can say.
