You'll be needing to read part one first.
The three of us didn't get the first intake of any boarding school so we went to our neighbourhood school. We didn't mind much because we had each other. Irene and I were in the same class which made me and her much closer. Naomi was in the class next door. We were inseparable.
Even when we got home we would quickly turn on our MySpace or Facebook to chat with each other. The stupid little gossips we had with each other. The cute senior that said 'Hi'. Just us three. And it was the best.
Then, me and Naomi got into a government boarding school and left Irene there. Our parents all wanted us to get into boarding school because that was what everyone targeted for they're children, I guess. Plus, we were really rebellious back then. (sorry mama baba!)
Eventually, Irene got an offer to a private boarding school which she eventually went to. Like I said, we tried to keep in touch by posting on our old blogs or just leaving long messages on Facebook. Hoping that we would all be at home on the same time.
But when we did.We would spend days just talking about stupid stuff and random thoughts. Literally days. We would Skype or any sort of applications that enabled us to talk to each other 24/7. Gee, those were the days. We would share everything to each other from our cravings to our stupid dreams. They were my best friends. Hands down.
It was eventually too good to be true. We slowly lost Naomi. Like I said, she changed. In a way. That was left with me and Irene. With Irene, we were more tomboy-ish together. We would do the stupidest things and would just be stupid together. We shared family problems and of course boyfriend problems. She was like a twin. She got who I was and I was honest with her about everything. And she was with me.
But then....
Even when we got home we would quickly turn on our MySpace or Facebook to chat with each other. The stupid little gossips we had with each other. The cute senior that said 'Hi'. Just us three. And it was the best.
Then, me and Naomi got into a government boarding school and left Irene there. Our parents all wanted us to get into boarding school because that was what everyone targeted for they're children, I guess. Plus, we were really rebellious back then. (sorry mama baba!)
Eventually, Irene got an offer to a private boarding school which she eventually went to. Like I said, we tried to keep in touch by posting on our old blogs or just leaving long messages on Facebook. Hoping that we would all be at home on the same time.
But when we did.We would spend days just talking about stupid stuff and random thoughts. Literally days. We would Skype or any sort of applications that enabled us to talk to each other 24/7. Gee, those were the days. We would share everything to each other from our cravings to our stupid dreams. They were my best friends. Hands down.
It was eventually too good to be true. We slowly lost Naomi. Like I said, she changed. In a way. That was left with me and Irene. With Irene, we were more tomboy-ish together. We would do the stupidest things and would just be stupid together. We shared family problems and of course boyfriend problems. She was like a twin. She got who I was and I was honest with her about everything. And she was with me.
But then....
During high school, I got to know this guy. We only chatted online. Nothing major after a while then we decided to meet.
I know. Stop beating around the bush. He was my boyfriend. Ok. Happy now?
I had this insane idea where I wanted my friends to be close with my boyfriend and get to know him. Where everyone was close and we could hangout together. Me and Irene even had a group chat where it was the three of us.
We were real close. We shared most things together. I trusted them with all my heart that they were the people that would always be there and would never hurt me. But to my current knowledge, supposedly, my 'boyfriend' already had feelings for her since then.
(Thats another story on its own.)
So just a few days before my SPM trials, they decided to let me know that they were an item.
I could've expected that from the guy but from my best friend since I was 11. Well that just sucked.
Naturally, I stopped being friends with Irene. I tried to let it pass me. I tried to be okay with the fact she was dating him but the fact that she betrayed me, well thats something I'll never forget.
Now, I don't think we even acknowledge each other.
But I will always remember the post she posted years ago. She told me it was our friend-anniversary. She loved our friendship and she hoped we could keep it forever.
Yeah i did too.
* We're not done yet. Theres a part three. Wait & see!
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