Itsn't It Ironic

I was surprised to receive a call from an old fren of mine whom I've not seen her since I left my high school. I was even more surprised with the hassle she went through just to get hold of my number. Someone does like me after all.... She wanted to meet up when she drops by in KL. And so I did... yesterday. I've always knew she was petite... but after seeing her up-close... boy, was she tiny. She was wearing 3 inches high-heels and still, shorter than me. I think she could be like less than 5 ft tall.

She was updating me with her life for the past 10 yrs and so did I. Then we went strolling down memory lane and was laughing at the things we did back then. Now this girl was my best fren when I was like 15. She was nice actually and sweet but the ppl she hung out with wasn't. Yet, she introduced me to them and we all became frens. It wasn't bad stuff really. We din go drinking or smoking but we went out alot at night. I remember riding at the back of the bike and we all joy-riding. Yes, ppl.... this bunch I mixed with were Ah Bengs! Tum, tum, TUM!!!

I remembered getting myself into so much trouble with my dad. He forbad me to ever seeing her again for being such a bad influence. He even threatened to send me away to study at some school. Oh yeah, it is that dramatic. After much yelling and screaming, not to mention the horrible humiliation I endured when my dad read my diary...right in front of my FACE, I had to give in. I seriously thought I'd never see her again. I remember like long, long time ago, I dreamt about meeting with her again and I hugged her so tight till we both cried.

I felt extremely happy seeing her again and felt weird cos it was my dad who gave her my number. Haha... I think old age la... forgot bout it liao. After talking to her.... I realised that she has changed alot since then. For the better really, and I was happy for her.

We're meeting again next month.... maybe she'll remember to bring her kids' photos then. ^-^