Friday, November 30, 2007


I'm so happy
cause today
I found my friends
they're in my head
I'm so ugly
But that's ok.
'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care.
And I'm not scared.

-Kurt Cobain sang to me
(the rest of the song is inapplicable, but its just too funny to put it out)

That's exactly how i felt last Sunday.
I tagged along shopping O2 stealth for Zack (that girl finally upgraded) and Sony mp3 for Nenet. Babies.

We went to Digimall, ss14, close enough to my alma mater to brim me up full of childhood memories. i love PJ so much, Bubu kita beli rumah kat SS3, k?

While on the way back, I saw her car coming out of her house and I was so happy that I straightaway stopped the car at the roadside to say hi (oblivious to the risk that she might take me in as a total stranger and didn't recognise me at all).

The first thing she said to me was this: what took you so long to find me?

Made me feel guilty straightaway.

We went different ways after primary school, I moved to Subang, and she went for Sri Aman. When i met her last Sunday, I almost didn't recognise her (aiyo. So ladylike already). She's an architect now, while we exchanged business cards, we weren't surprised as we had always known what we wanted to be.

It has been more than 10 years since the last time we met: at her house during raya haji, we went out to Nadim's house (the de facto minister's son~ why should we acknowledge him as one??) in 1994. That was it.

I learnt my ways of friendship from the first memory of having her as my first bestfriend.
She taught me how to eat mouthful of tissue, how to be adventurous (we climbed so many "mountains" together), how to look adventurous (carved out the thumb hole out of your socks to make a rugged glove), how to be bookish (we wrote silly poems about boys), easily put: how to be the best tomboys.

This is Hasni for you.
I miss my childhood,... but I don't regret anything.



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