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Safiah, Read This @ 18.1.10


Safiah, one of my best friends, is moving to Bedok and this entry is dedicated to her.


Beb, we've gone through so much together. 4 years of friendship and I hope for more years to come. I wish you'd stay here with me and we can face college life together like how we did in secondary but alas, we have to embrace change even though this change suck balls. I've never really given much thought about the possibility of you moving. I mean seriously, ever. I'm used to having you by my side all these years and i assumed the same would be for years to come. Naive much? I know I can't make you stay but I hope we'd keep in touch. I'd reply all your messages even if you sent them by mistake. I'd reply them even if your sms doesn't make any sense. I'd reply to "Olay" or "Ojay" or whatever. Swear! I know I've never really said this to you before but Saf, you're just so precious to me. I treasure all the time I've spent with you and I think I'm actually afraid that when you move, I won't have the liberty to meet you as much as we meet each other now. You won't be here to accompany me while I wait for the 911 bus at the bus stop near your house. We can't hang out at Jojo's corner till 11 pm. I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever met, inside and out. I think you're beautiful regardless of anything you wear; even if you fall and your undies are showing. Crap, I'm getting emotional in front of my lappy. Mann, how do friends in America handle things like this? Especially when their friend move to another State. State, mind you and I'm so hot and bothered that Saf's going to be about an hour away. Okay, I'm gonna stop being so melodramatic here and get to the point.


Safiah Basir,

Your good friend here wants to thank you from the bottom of her heart for everything that you've done. You're the best friend i can ever ask for. Thank you for putting up with my nonsense cause my brain-mouth wiring is faulty. Thank you for putting up with me when my saliva accidentally landed on your face. Haha. Thank you for consoling me during the years when I was having major problems with my mum. Thank you for rushing over to meet me when I call you on your cell, crying about whatever shit I was faced with. Thank you for helping me up when I fall and i mean that both literally and otherwise. Thank you for going to late night movies with me. Thank you for lying on the basketball court and watching the stars with me. Thank you for getting bustedt with me when we sneaked into the boys toilet. Thank you for helping me with my studies and just by watching your never-ending determination, it motivates me to continue to work hard for O's. Thank you for all the hugs and kisses you've given me. Thank you for being there when i need you and thank you for being honest with me. I'd trust you with my life. That sounds cliche but honestly, I would. I think we probably sound like lesbos just about now but fuck it. ( To random readers, my schoolmates actually thought Safiah and me were like lesbos or something just because we were so close. Haha.) So Saf, I know there's loads more I have to thank you for but I think that would take years to finish. I love you so much.
Love you. Love you. Love you,
farhana Husnan

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