Letter to the past

Ok so when I was told to  write a letter to a friend that I’ve not seen or talked to for a really long time, it didn’t take me very long to remember you. My friends would probably write about someone that was no longer around. I must say, I am fortunate that I do not have any close friends I know of whom had past away nor do I have any relatives who past away. Oh wait, maybe I do. My grandmother. But she left when I was still learning to crawl. Though this isn’t going to be for anyone who had past away but it’s for someone who I feel is long gone from my life.

I still remember how we use to be little assholes in primary school, going around making faces at friends, doing everything our power to irritate our classmates such as pulling their pony tails, hiding their bags, taking their stuff, mocking and calling them names. In school we were renowned for our mischievous acts. Ms Hanna mushroom head just couldn’t stand us. Yes, I still remember Ms Hanna mushroom head, Ms keychain. Ms goldfish, Ms blue black and our Principal Mdm Pang Pang Pot were the nick names we gave them. We would use these terms to alert each other, acting like undercover spies whenever we skipped class. Do you still remember once, we failed our English so badly that after class, we would go down to the general office, look for the picture of the HOD of English and started praying for wisdom and there  she was right behind watching us the whole time. Hahaha. It was the most unforgettable and embarrassing moment we shared! We have known each other since primary one and stood by each other in both good and bad times. I was the “tomboy” and you were the “sissy” and everyone said that we should consider changing personalities. I still remember every morning we would go to school half an hour earlier to copy off our class monitor’s work. All these words can’t even begin to describe all the things we have gone through. Having said all these, I can’t remember when we started to drift away from each other… Maybe it was due to the different schools we were posted to after taking our PSLE results, maybe we both wanted a change, maybe while I thought that you were really busy, we were thinking the same and we did not want to disturb each other. I am afraid that if now I were to ask you out, you wouldn’t agree to it. I really hope that one day, some day, we would meet up once again and battle this demanding world, side by side.