Her voice wakes me from my sleep each day -- during hours unknown to normal people and at these times, we talk and chat about what's going to happen to me in the following hours I will live my life.

She'd tell me that it's going to be another one of those days; those days that will seem to drag on forever. She's usually right about those things as I begin my day with the same routine. Sure, school's bearable, life's bearable and even the people around me are bearable but if it's going to be like this everyday, I think I'm going to snap in which case, she'd just smile at me and say something like, "keep your chin up" or "it's going to get better" just to make me feel better. Fact is, skeptic as I am, I believe her and I don't know for what reason... I just do.

I could never explain why but I always want her to keep smiling. Somehow, it makes everything better if she's just her cheery old self, saying everything is "just peachy" even though everything is turning to crap. I'd usually call it blind, stupid optimism for most people but not her -no- it's something I have grown fond of... even loved over the years since we've encountered each other. Maybe I'm living my life just to preserve that cheery attitude of hers; God knows, it works to my benefit also since it makes life, at the most, tolerable and keeps me away from bad thoughts whenever they arise.

On lonely days, she just keeps quiet. She'd just be there beside me without saying a word because she knows how I like the few rare moments that I have time to myself. Yet she stays with me because she also knows that leaving me alone makes everything hurt more than it should. So she stays quiet until I'm ready to call it a day... until I stand and walk away... or run to somewhere far and even then, she'd be waiting for me the next morning when I would greet another day.

Finally, on bad days, she'd just sit with me and talk about whatever things. She'd talk to me about how rainbows were cool and how cool the breeze is just after the rain. She'd laugh about the funny sound the tricycle motors make when they're driving off and she'd feel sad for the male mantis and spiders who get eaten after getting some. Why? because she knows I'm just making a big deal out of things that aren't really important. These things... they pass and they heal over time; it's just that on some days, they come back to just make your day that much shittier. She knows that and so she tells me of everyday things that doesn't seem to matter but are just fun to think about... definitely better than thinking about bad things.

I do not have anything in particular to say, I just wanted to talk about the girl who just makes my day. For better or worse, whether the day be warm or cold, I know she's always going to be there... at my side, whispering in my ear about how I should smile a lot more because it makes other people smile also... she's funny that way -- and right about what she says.