Allow me to rant since school’s driving me crazy. Not with the excessive work load this time round, rather the people that I have to face almost everyday. Take today for an instance, what would you do if you needed someone to be back badly? Do you just sit there and wait? Or do you call?
Apparently, the guys chose to sit and wait rather than to call. The thing I don’t get it is that they chose to call another team member instantly but waited quite a while to call me. And thereafter, putting the blames on me for coming back late thus causing them not being able to have their lunch outside. Hey, we did agree to set off at 2 pm to attend the briefing session, didn’t we? And since it was them who wanted to set off earlier, wouldn’t it be much of a common sense to call me up or refrain me from going off to meet my friend for lunch when I was leaving? To think that they were playing online games and refusing to grab a bite when it was lunch time. And you know what? They were still dilly-dallying when I was ready to go.
As minor as this may seems, I never like being blamed for things that wasn’t my fault. We seems as though we are really united but the thing is we’re not, not at all. I know that we would be competing against one another this July. Then again, we are supposed to be teammates, not enemies. Some even got to the selfishness extreme. Actually, it’s not the whole lot of them, perhaps just one or two. And that’s enough to annoy me. Argh. It really sucks to see the ugly side of a human. One thing for sure, I can’t wait for this competition to end, so that I wouldn’t have to face them anymore. *sigh*
Thanks: michelle, Jessica, Joann, Sara, Jenn~, yuch, Jen, Ally, Theresa, Pei Shan
An entry, dedicated to a special friend. Got the urge to write this entry after reading Gwen’s blog.
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Do you still remember the first day of Secondary School? The times when we were originally in our Primary School clique. How we eventually broke away from them, in search for new friends? How our friendship was forged and the little secrets we shared.
I’ll never forget the first day I saw you, full of smiles and hope. You’re always in the company of your best friends in Primary School. And even when you broke away from them, I was not in the clique you were in. I was still hanging around with my Primary School friends, refusing to move an inch. As much as I don’t wish to move on, my friends from my Primary School clique moved on. They had their own friends, their new friends. I stayed on, still not moving. But, you found me. You got me a seat beside you during an Art lesson. And that’s when our story begins.
I thought that it was almost impossible for us to be the best of friends due to our differences. You’re outgoing, I’m not. You’re popular, I’m not. I never liked Chinese, but you love it a lot. Even our handwriting has much of a difference, yours’ tall and thin, mine’s short and fat. Hah. I can’t really see the similarities in us, even now. Still, we managed to overcome the odds. You always mention that we can never be your best friend, no matter what. It definitely hurts a lot. But I guess, we can understand, since you had made a really great bunch of friends over at your Primary School.
Remember how much you love to get me engaged in a game of Truth or Dare, hoping to dig those little secrets out of me. Remember the guy I told you that I like during one of the games? I’m sorry. I lied, but you still kept teasing me about it. Hmm. But he was a nice guy actually, so I don’t really mind.
What about the prank that the guys played on you? The green jelly-like substance that stained your skirt? I can still remember that you were fuming mad back then. Did you cry? I can’t really remember. You’re always that cheerful girl in my memory. Still remember how you got the girls really excited about basketball? I still remember the trips to the basketball courts, not to play but to watch. I’m never good at sports.
Remember the History Project that we worked on? I can’t remember why we chose to insert the clipart of a tiger and chick. What has that got to do with the Qin Dynasty? Can you remember why? What about my drawings, do you still remember that you once commented that the bottle I drew looks much like a light bulb? I’m never good at still-life drawing, but you are.
What about our little trips to the provision shops nearby, to get our little snacks (instead of a proper lunch) before Remedial lessons? How you always wanted to buy the prawn crackers, and me, my candies. Can you still recall the first birthday present you had for me? I still do. A box of chocolates, that is. Honestly, I was kind of reluctant to finish up the chocolates. Remember that I shared them with you? I even kept the metal tin, until it rusted and I had no other choice but to throw it away.
Then come to the really dark days when our friendship turned rocky. How we quarreled and the tears I lost. Honestly, I’m still kind of mad at you that you never once cried during our quarrels. Do I really meant that little to you back then, or are you crying in your heart? I do hope it’s the latter, not the former. I still remember how I refused to tell the rest why I cried, but they would always take it that it was you who bullied me. Kind of funny actually.
Still remember about the ABNN days? I wasn’t in the ABNN clique and thus was often neglected. I hesitated and wrote a letter to you. I actually cried while writing it. And it took me hours to pen my inner thought to you in Chinese. Can’t really remember how I actually had the courage to pass it to you. And how I tried to avoid having eye contact with you after I passed the letter to you. The way we smiled and busted into laughter when we eventually looked at each other in the eyes. It’s still fresh in my mind.
I can still clearly remember that you guys wouldn’t let me know what ABNN stands for. But I found out eventually. Letter A stands for Anti, as for the rest of the letters, I shall not say much. Till date, I have no idea why you guys don’t like her back then. I still remember that you said you knew I wouldn’t want to be part of the clique, thus I was not included. True enough, you were right. But that wasn’t a very good reason to leave me alone, honestly. I find no reason to have anything against such a nice girl. She was the one that comforted me the most when I cried. And while you guys were in that ABNN clique, it’s just me and her. In the end, you guys still accepted her. As bad as I might seems to be, I hope you guys are remorseful for what y’all did back then. I’m sure she had long forgotten that incident and forgiven you guys anyway.
I’ll never forget the good old days we shared. The long conversations we had on the phones. How I always have to pull you by the sleeve to my right so that I can hear you. To the extend that you’ll always remember not to stand on my left. I’m not sure if you’ll still remember not to stand on my left the next time we meet or bump into each other. But I hope you do, cause the rest failed to remember. You know, though we don’t see each other as much as we do years ago, I’ll always remember you as that very special friend that God has given me. I believe that I must be truly blessed to have a friend like you. No doubts about that.
I hope your guy treats you well. Take care, my friend.