My primary classmate. All of my classmates hated me when i was in primary school beause i was my form teacher’s favourite student. Pamela and i didn’t talk much. Or should i say, nobody talks to me. Not till i was in primary 6, when i started to break off from the idea that “i don’t need friends”. I started talking to Felicia, Pamela and Yuwanna. (I cannot remember other people already) Then after, I started going to Pamela’s condo to play since we’re in the same cca- Chinese Dance. I remember how we used to stretch ourselves on the mat at the playground. On the day when we got our PSLE results back, i remembered clearly I got 192 and Pamela got 187. We wanted to get into the same school so we’re contemplating on Express stream, St. Margaret’s Secondary School or Normal stream, Swiss Cottage Secondary School. We wanted to get into the same school so badly so to be safe, we chose Swiss Cottage.
My secondary classmate. Of course, we did not get into the same class even tho there’s only like 2 class of Normal stream classes. However, we were in the same class for Math. We were graded according to our marks so Pamela and I were in Class 1. That’s our common interest. Calculating. We too, continued our passion in dancing by joining the performing arts category. Then after, we were in the same class during secondary 3. She was the closest to me in class. We talk about boyfriends, we bitch, we laugh, we sing, we dance, we buy chocolates from 7-11 and smuggle it into class. We too, had fun with our other classmates. Videoing our retarded classmates making a fool out to themselves. It was funny tho. She hear me rant about all my boyfriends, she could almost understand and expect what i would do next. We knew we couldn’t stay together forever, we knew we wanted different things in life. However, we still tried getting into the same Polytechnic; Ngee Ann Poly. Simply because we realise there’s a lot of pretty girls there. (yes, that’s how we think when i was young) Too bad, I failed my English language. But she did well with a 12 points! So, off she went. Calculating at NP- Accountancy. Me, designing at NAFA- Graphic Design.
Pamela started to have no time to hang out with us. She took up ballroom dancing, NP Ambassador, School of Business Ambassador. From what i know, she goes to school everyday and didn’t have enough time for herself. She started to stop telling me things because of the number of times we can meet/ text/ call/ MSN. She had to keep up with my life by reading my blog which, don’t really tell much.
Today, she blogged about us- Natalie and I.
The most heartbreaking sentence was, “Please take care of yourselves. Especially SR. My dear girl I worry for you the most.”. I teared. It feels as tho I haven’t been doing anything for her. Indeed, thinking back, I really didn’t do anything for her.
Now, at this time I want to tell Pamela that
“I will be your armor if you need me.
You don’t have to be strong in front of us. Be you. Just be, you.
We love you, for you.”
The most classic sentence of his was “Eh, go already ah?” Damn funny!
