Did you know that Faiqa and I went to high school together? Yup. She and I both graduated from Spruce Creek High School’s International Baccalaureate program. She is from the class of ’93 and I’m from the class of ’94.
This means that, in this, the year 2011, I have known Faiqa for 20 years. And, funny enough, she’s only been my actual friend since 2008. And no, those kernels of friendship were not sown way back in 1991, only to sprout 17 years later.
You see, 20 years ago, when Faiqa and I attended high school together, one of us was a clown, a romantic, and a geek. And one of us was a total bitch. I’ll give you a hint – the name of the latter one rhymed with Shmyka.
When Facebook suggested that I add Faiqa as a friend back in 2008, I’ll admit I hesitated. Was there really anything that I wanted to say to someone who had never treated me with anything other than disdain or condescension? What could really be different?
I did it, anyway. And four or five weeks later (right, Faiqa?) I was approved as her friend. As funny as it sounds, that was when our friendship actually started, and it’s something that never would have happened if it wasn’t for Facebook. Since those early days, when we were both finding out how alike we actually are and how much we’ve both changed since the days of high school, our friendship has flourished.
Faiqa has become one of my closest, best friends in the last three years. I’m sure that if I went back to 1991 and told Past Adam “Hey, 14-year old Adam. Your best friend when you’re fat and old is going to be that bitchy mean girl who cockblocked you with her cheerleader friend that you have a huge crush on”, he’d probably laugh at me. But I also know that 1991 Adam stapled his rolled-up sleeves to his arms because he thought it was funny, so his opinion probably isn’t that important.
What I’ve learned from the last three years is that the past means nothing and all that we have is the future. And with a friend like you, Faiqa, the future is extremely bright. Your friendship is so important to me and I have so much love and respect for you – I mean, as long as you continue to realize and acknowledge that I’m right more often than you are. Faiqa, thank you for the tremendous gift of your friendship, and happy 35th birthday.