It was on my first day in New Zealand, on July 5, 2006, when I first met Joanne, who is my best friend today. My first impression of her was unforgettable; she was wearing her school uniform t-shirt and trousers, and she was barefoot when she came out to greet me and other newcomers. She definitely did not seem to be bothered by cold weather; only her red cheeks reminded me that it was winter there. Neither she nor I really expected, or knew, that we would become best friends in the future.
We did not really get along until after several months, not because we did not like each other, but we just had different groups of friends. Joanne had arrived here to study abroad months earlier than I did, and I had my own friends who came here with me. We used different rooms (and even different houses for some periods) for a while, so we did not really have a chance to get to know each other more. We finally started to get close after we came to Korea for a few weeks and left for New Zealand again. Ever since we went back to New Zealand together, we got to use a room together, which made us very close to each other.
We did so many things together since we became roommates. We went out to buy some snacks together whenever we felt like it; we went to a nearby park together to take a walk; we sometimes changed the arrangement of furniture in our room together when we got bored; we played our favorite CDs or turned on our favorite radio channel all day long; we visited our drum teacher's house together and had lessons together, and so on. Even until now, we still talk about memories of those days and never grow tired of talking about them, and we have never run out of topics to chat about.
After spending so much time with her, I found out that she was a naïve girl, just like my first impression of her, and she always loved sharing things with others. She liked to cook, so whenever she cooked she made food for all of us, not just for herself. Although both of us were only child, she was better at taking care for others, and I learned such consideration for others from her. Now, after almost ten years we first met, she has become a gorgeous, independent city girl majoring in industrial design. She still likes to invite me and our friends to her house to serve nice food she makes, and she never forgets to buy souvenirs whenever she goes travel. Although I miss some naïve parts of her in the past, such as walking barefoot with her cheeks red, I love her the way she is, and I am sure she does the same on me.
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