Be nice and say Hi. Only.

Sorry abt my previous post. I shall 'try' to be less angry. But some people are animals. And one of the things i learned from Bb is to be kind to animals.

Been kinda busy nowadays. By that i mean im lazy. So back off.

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An old fren, Ryhan, linked me up. He looked so good now cos he lost lotsa weight and im jealous so im gonna call him names like "mr papan" or "lamppost".

Ryhan and i was in TK from 95 to 98. surprising that we made it thru in 4 years considering the amount of time we spent NOT paying attention. Come to think of it, a lot of us went to skool to gather more kakis to do everything but study.

Now before i get ahead of myself, i have to make it clear that me n Ryhan are not the bestest of frens. We didn't hang out ALWAYS but we did go to the same Poly and we did hang out often.

We connected at a certain level but it never got to the part where we can readily call ourselves best buddies. We used to talk a lot about music (Kurt, Hetfield and Ozzy needed followers..so we were their humble subjects). As teen friends, i think we're good.

And as childhood friends go, they grow up so things they talked about last time do not seem appropriate or even relevent now. This days we bow our heads, smile and give the casual wave of acknowledgement. For a sec, u recalled moments when that person shared his/her homework, when the both of you laughed in unison at a dumb joke, or when you wore ur shoe around ur neck cos ur socks are not COMPLETELY white. U start to miss those days.

Well Ryhan reminds me a lot of those days. Him and afew others like Azim, Lam, Hafiz anak Ramlan (u rarely forget surnames in those days cos we made fun of our dads everyday! Hafiz's dad's "jual buku tak laku" and my dad's "jual sayor". I still don't gettit now but we laughed our balls off then. Hmm..wait, still do actually.), Norsyam, Ajiz, Choi and ofcos Atip.

On the few occasions that any 1 of us would do our homework, the unspoken agreement would be that it belonged to u and everyone else. Thats y guys get along with each other better than girls. We share unconditionally. We trust each other so much we write THEIR names on OUR copied assignments.

I remembered the many times our 'karangan' books got thrown out the window and we "action" ignorant until the books piled up outside the windows. And how we panicked when it started to rain.

Talking about 'karangan', i can so recall how we start our stories so fascinatingly but almost always finished our tales very abruptly. Its always a case of somebody dying a sudden death or the writer waking up from his "nightmare". I believe it takes skill to end a 300-word story with only 2 sentences. 98% of the time given to write it was spent on intro and content so we never could make a nice conclusion to a story. This happens so many times to so many of us dat its normal.

Old friend: "Fandy, lincah, da nak kene hand-in." (waiting by the table for my exercise book)
Me: "Huh? Lagi baper minit tinggal?"
Old friend: "Smuer dabes, engko jer! Cikgu cakap saper tak antar lagik 1 minit dier kasi fail"
Me: "Fail?!!"

Karangan:- ".....cinta Hamidah utk Hamid bak menatang si orang minyak. Hamid sedang telanjang, berbelang, terkangkang di tepi longkang.....(and the compulsory twist in every story)tetapi tiba-tiba Hamid tersungkuh masok ke dalam gaung dan hilang buat selama-lamanya. Hamidah nangis."

Every story must have a Shyamalan twist to it so i can safely say he must have got his materials from our exercise books. Notice the last sentence? Still can have abit of drama thrown in.

Sigh...

Its so hard talking to some of my old pals nowadays. While some have totally changed, others would look exactly as they would, wearing the old uniform.

When you lose that bond, that connection, i guess its harder to strike up a meaningful or comfortable conversation.

Its always awkward for me meeting an old acquaintance. After greeting and nodding and smiling and embracing, we would end up in the "so-now-wat" zone. U noe, the "i look at u, u look at me, we smile again ( like receive award liddat ), and depending on the situation, we ask each other's destination or respective occupations."

and it normally takes a less than 5-word answer before we're on our way again. Thats all. Its obvious the both of us have nothing in common to carry on after that. and im beginning to tire of smiling so much.

Here's a suggestion: lets just do the wave and smile thingy only..steady boh?

Being in an awkward situation is like me singing to Paris Hilton's single. I always feel quilty afterwards.

U my old fren wat...so lets make a deal - The bigger the smile the more i like you. So if u see me rubbing my eyebrows on my cheeks, be sure that ur one of the best few.

Boy am i digressing. Was talking about Ryhan actually. And unlike some people i know or knew, i can always approach this dude. Don't know why. We sure got something more than 5 words in our conversations. Yes, we do actually catch-up. Though i can't remember much what he is up to now (bro, remember the thing we did that time?am i right or am i right when i said it would cause memory loss?)i believe he is alive and kicking. No seriously, he was a good fren and i can say he still is.

And i am dedicating this to all my old mates who had come and gone. No matter which school or class or island u came from. Thank you for just for being there. We were young, impressionable and naïve. Nothing less from a teen right?

i'm glad none of u ended up WANTED or exiled. Though i would hate it, i actually hope some of u would come forward and say Hi whenever our paths cross. Esp those who were quite close to me. Don't worry i use deodorant now.

And move on after that cos a Hi means that u acknowledge i exist. It also means ur a nice polite person. Anything more and ur making me uncomfortable.

Right, would love to continue (by this i mean i won't. Ever.) but im too tired so have a nice day kawan-kawan lama ku!


I feel.........................good.


[For those of u who were not mentioned, it wasn't intentional nor are u forgotten. It is hard not to be nostalgic when u recall all the faces u have come across throughout your teen years. No, we did not go through years of shit or saved each other's lives but we made memories. And wonderful memories make us see some good in past mistakes which helps us to become better people. Something like dat. My only regrets are not getting to know u guys better. And mixing with the rich ones.]