I LOVE THE IT USE TO WORK OUT FOR US .
It seems like I'm having a real bad habit of posting 2 posts per day. Tsk, I have more movtivation to blog than study. OH WELL~
I need adam khoo workshop AGAIN.
Do you have a friend who does the same thing and have the same attitude with you except there are minor different but yet blend in so damn well?
I did!
I have this friend during P.school time. Her name was J*** for short.
We played pranks on everyone in school everyday and pissed people off so well !
She have the same laughing manner and laughing essentials.
What may seems to us may not seems funny to other. And what seems funny to others may not seems funny to us.
I love her sbgl attitude. We created code talking among ourselves.
We do so much of code talking on the teachers we dont like and even how to play pranks on others.
There was just so much chemistry between us.
She have a younger sister and so do I.
We come late to school sometimes and we would even meetup at each other's house and have tons of fun when our parents are not in.
She loves to eat maggie mee. So do I.
We laughed together. We prank together.
We created our very own signals and code talkings.
We went GAGA over the same taiwanese singers.
We disccused alot of talks and all.
We even joke among ourselves.
We share the same sentiments over so much things.
We bear common grudges on same certain schoolmates. It's like, you dont like her, I dont like her too.
She taught me what I dont know. And I taught her what she dont know either.
We talked in our own lanugage and slang which are annoying to others. HAHAHA
We used to slack around tmart. & we have a very unusual liking.
We would go to the supermarket( known as G-value then) and pretend to drop and bean spout on the floor and step over it.
We love the feeling of the squishy-ness and the sound of it being trampled on.
Sound weird, but its so damn true.
There seems to be nothing that we cant do together.
In terms of looks and size, we looked similar too.
We had rounded faces , fair and maybe fat then =x
Some even say we look like sisters.
COOL ~~
We spent so much time together. It seems like we are best fitted soulmate/BFF then.
But it all ended with just a misunderstanding, and thats was when we went our seperate ways.
I had very little memories of what had acutally happened.
The hatred for the one who came in between us had gradually worn off during the years.
Even when we met at tmart or something, we just walked by each other.
Everytime there's a class gathering, both of us never seems to show up together.
I remember, there was a time when the misunderstand took place.
The stare between us was full of undesrcible mixed emotions and all.
Sometimes, its just another blank look.
At least then, we still could stare. But now? Sighs.
No matter who's right or wrong, now, I here to apologise.
I hope to let the past flow by.
Cause, I dont think I can find another soulmate who are so much in common with me and who understands me so damn well.
I cant seem to find another one who can share the same code talking and signals.
I cant seem to find another one to weep over the same drama shows as me.
I cant seem to find another one who can play pranks together with me.
I cant seem to find another one share the same sentiments with me.
I cant seem to find another one who can sbgl with me the way we used too.
I know well too, we can never be like before.
I am not saying my current friends
are not good enough.
THEY ARE WONDERFULLY
GREAT !!
:D
From this incident, I learnt
the hard way.
I HAVE LEARNT TO TREASURE
FRIENDS.
I LOVE YOU FRIENDS!
Muacks !!!
Muacks!!
Muacksssssss!!!
Note : We are not lesbian. We are just merely Bestest best friends.
I have a close to J type friend in secondary school.
But who the hell knows what happen between us that we are like strangers now.
THE REASON I AM BLOGGING THIS NOW IS THAT I WISH TO LET THIS OFF MY CHEST.
And we never had a proper closure to this matter.
I am happy for we are once friend.
I couldnt stand the way we treat each other as
strangers when we are once so close.
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