When I first met her, I think she's a bit gothic. With that hair and black bands at her wrist, and yeah, an obvious "emo" look on her face, I really have no idea if I should say Hi! or Wassap Yo!. Quite a confusion back then, so I ended up ignoring.
She's a roommate to one of my best friend. And that's all I know about her until a few years later.
. . . .
I was looking for a house to rent for the next trimester, so off I went to this two-storey house with a friend. And there she was, living in the same house.
We didn't clicked right away, but a few days after, that night we were talking in her room like we've known each other for so long. Perhaps our Terengganu-ian blood is the reason for the first chemistry. But she's good, in holding a good conversation.
Since then, we are inseparable.
For two years, I will buy her nasi lemak right after she wake up because I know by the time she get ready which is hours later, all the food will be gone and it's already time for dinner.
We don't do clubbing, but we did a lot of late nights.
Eating McDonald from midnight till 3am, then I'll drive her car at 180 reaching Melaka before 4am.
Belting Mariah Carey's songs at karaoke Jetty for 5 hours non stop (because its cheaper).
Barbecues by the road, barbecues by the sea.
Played pool in the midst of thick smoke of nicotine.
Road trip to island. Road trip to beaches.
Be the third person (or bodyguard) in her attempt of flings.
Practice Salsa-size in the middle of living room (new way of exercise).
Endless nights of chatting in bedroom, talking about boyfriend, talking about moms,
talking about hopes and dreams.
I swear she will drive everyone crazy when it comes to getting ready. Or anything regarding time.
But I swear she'll be a great company, with her contagious laughter and jokes.
Never have I seen her in mood swings or blasting anger like nobody's business.
One hell of a stubborn woman, but with a firm stand. You earn my respect in that girl.
One thing about the friendship is, we're never the type of hugger.
"Oh my God babe, give me the tightest hug I miss you beautiful"
Fake.
"What the hell is "diet"? McD is delishh. I'm gonna have the fries and you're gonna watch me eating"
That sounds like us.
But we do compliment each other. At times when we're sure we don't look like lemons.
. . . .
Half decade later, we all have started working. I guess I didn't get to see her much, due to demanding job that require my weekend taken. I didn't even realize that time flies so fast that we both have aged before we got the time to meet up.
One day she says in small laughter,
"When was the last time we had movie together? 2 years ago? I'm losing you"
And that was a stunner.
Thank you for being a beautiful friend, Shereen.
I'm thankful for you.
She's a roommate to one of my best friend. And that's all I know about her until a few years later.
. . . .
I was looking for a house to rent for the next trimester, so off I went to this two-storey house with a friend. And there she was, living in the same house.
We didn't clicked right away, but a few days after, that night we were talking in her room like we've known each other for so long. Perhaps our Terengganu-ian blood is the reason for the first chemistry. But she's good, in holding a good conversation.
Since then, we are inseparable.
For two years, I will buy her nasi lemak right after she wake up because I know by the time she get ready which is hours later, all the food will be gone and it's already time for dinner.
We don't do clubbing, but we did a lot of late nights.
Eating McDonald from midnight till 3am, then I'll drive her car at 180 reaching Melaka before 4am.
Belting Mariah Carey's songs at karaoke Jetty for 5 hours non stop (because its cheaper).
Barbecues by the road, barbecues by the sea.
Played pool in the midst of thick smoke of nicotine.
Road trip to island. Road trip to beaches.
Be the third person (or bodyguard) in her attempt of flings.
Practice Salsa-size in the middle of living room (new way of exercise).
Endless nights of chatting in bedroom, talking about boyfriend, talking about moms,
talking about hopes and dreams.
I swear she will drive everyone crazy when it comes to getting ready. Or anything regarding time.
But I swear she'll be a great company, with her contagious laughter and jokes.
Never have I seen her in mood swings or blasting anger like nobody's business.
One hell of a stubborn woman, but with a firm stand. You earn my respect in that girl.
One thing about the friendship is, we're never the type of hugger.
"Oh my God babe, give me the tightest hug I miss you beautiful"
Fake.
"What the hell is "diet"? McD is delishh. I'm gonna have the fries and you're gonna watch me eating"
That sounds like us.
But we do compliment each other. At times when we're sure we don't look like lemons.
. . . .
Half decade later, we all have started working. I guess I didn't get to see her much, due to demanding job that require my weekend taken. I didn't even realize that time flies so fast that we both have aged before we got the time to meet up.
One day she says in small laughter,
"When was the last time we had movie together? 2 years ago? I'm losing you"
And that was a stunner.
Thank you for being a beautiful friend, Shereen.
I'm thankful for you.
