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Thursday, 15 October 2009
Thursday, 15 October 2009
We Broke the Record.
She got up this morning, to prep up for school.
She checked her phone, as it was her routine every morning when she wakes up.
There's a new message.
She opened it.
It was from an unsaved number.
She read on.
The message stated that her friend's father had passed away.
She stared at her phone in disbelief.
She checked the time she received that message.
"3.41AM."
She read the message several times over, till she could memorize the main contents of the very same message.
While having her breakfast, she was still thinking about the message she received.
Wondering whether it was a prank, she thought the joker went overboard, but secretly, she hoped it was a prank, all the same.
If it was a prank, it certainly wasn't funny. Nor humourous in any way.
Still a prank she hoped it was.
She told her mother about it.
Her mother had said, "Life is unpredictable, so you should be more open-minded and let the bad memories go. Keep no grudges, and learn to forgive. Live life to the fullest, for you never know when you'll breathe your last, nor how you'll live your very last moment as the identity you are born with."She was getting teary-eyed, but she kept it all in when she reached the school gates.
She started asking her other friends whether they had received a similar message. Both said no.
She went off to seek the truth about the message that had been in her thoughts since morning.
She had that slight glimmer of hope thinking that the message could be a prank.
She saw the rest of her classmates, with one of them telling them something, while the others showed expressions of shock.
She rushed to her classmate that announced the news, and she finally knew the truth she was looking for.
It was no prank.
All of a sudden, the world crashed on her.
She just broke down right there, without a care for her tears that people can see, always making it a point to not do so if possible, as she thought that shedding tears made her look like a coward and a weakling.
No, she didn't give a damn.
All she could think of was the upset, shock, pain, sadness that her friend was going through at that very moment.
The whole morning was a bleak one indeed.
The absence of her friend was obvious, and the other classmates were silent for a change.
When it was announced that Monday is going to be a holiday, the majority of the students cheered and screamed for joy.
Smiles were seen everywhere among the crowd.
But for her who was standing near her classmates, the mood then was highly the opposite of the current situation.
Same goes for the prefects that were stationed at different places nearby.
After assembly was over, she entered her class, only to find that for the first time, the class was nearing complete and utter silence.
Everybody was aware of what's going on. Most were mourning for their friend's loss.
Throughout the day, tears were shed.
Words were exchanged.
Issues were discussed heatedly.
Lessons were ignored.
Homework were left aside.
The day was bleak indeed.
But slowly, she and her classmates are aware, that some things cannot be forced, as much as they wanted to do so.
In the end, she too had realised.
That life is too short, and moping about what happened wasn't going to help.
All she can do now is to be there for her friend, like what she had been doing all this while for her as well.
Name of said friend shall not be mentioned to protect her privacy, even if this is huge news in school already.
Not to mention that a whole load of schoolmates are going to be in deep trouble for what they did this morning.
Jia Ying just texted me saying that she's alright, but from what I read, she needs to hibernate and sleep for two days straight, quote Farah.
A panda in a green baju kurung is what she looked like, quote Jia Ying.
I can only hope that with time, she and her family can heal from this sudden tragedy. And yes, tragedy is the word I'm using here.
Bless them all.
And of course, thank you to Anna, Cassan, Amoi, Ah Yuan, Guppy, Jia Ying and Salmi. And yes, to Azri for the tissue. And to anybody that I missed out. You know who you are.
It's nearly trend-like that I'm thanking a list of classmates for every time something major occured, particularly this year.
It's just because..this year particularly sucks.
But it's also just because..this particular year rocks as well.
Just because..I had been blessed with great friends and great classmates that are there for me in times of both happy and sad, crazy and depressed, worried and upset, frustrated and sadistic, oh yes.
What awaits us in the coming year, or even the coming weeks, is just waiting to spring at us at the specified times.
Till then, please let me stay with these awesome people, and my considerably awesome life that I still never fail to worry and whine about, till time really calls for the worst.
"Follow your bliss, y'all."
Project Runway Season 1 and 2.
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