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If Blair has an S, then I have mine too.

Serena: Stay. Don't let some stupid scandal make you run away like it did me. Like it does everyone in this world.

Blair: Everything's horrible. My whole life is falling apart.

Serena: So? Rebuild it. You're a Waldorf remember? People don't tell you who you are, you tell them. Stay and Fight. I'll fight with you.

Blair: I'm so embarrassed, I'm so...

Serena: So what? Start over. It can be done. I should know. We'll get through this together.

Blair: Promise?

Serena: Promise.

At first, I never thought we'd e friends, not to mention great friends. I used to just sit beside you during our Geometry but I never really talked to you. Then you went away, went to the US. When you came back (after 6 months, which is equal to 2 terms already), your subjects don't match the ones that your block mates had. We became classmates, and sooner friends. We joined the same school organization (Guidance System of Mapua - GSM), which made our bonding stronger. And we soon became close friends. As terms pass, we shared stories that not only include syntax and programs, but also our life stories. It came to the point that we would cry on each others' shoulders whenever we feel like our world is falling apart. You became my best friend. You eat with me whenever I feel upset or heartbroken. You're always around, always ready to give a hug. And for that, I feel very blessed. If Blair Waldorf has Serena van der Woodsen, then Krizsa Valdez has Stefany Docog. I love you, S. ♥

As you journey through another year of smiles and heartaches, do keep in mind that I'm right here. If the time comes that this temporary life of mine is up, God is -- and forever will be -- with you. Thanking Jesus for your 20th Birthday, for letting me witness your every success, for being able to help you in times of need. :)

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