a short twenty

i met my old school friend today. she greeted me while i was busying myself berpeleseran alone (as always) while waiting for Jr. class to finish. It was at PKNS today.

surprisingly, after that loooong twenty years...she could spotted me well. the last time we saw each other when were sweet thirteen in our old school back home.

thirteen years old. that was twenty years ago. woww! how much we have grown up (and growing old).

she is still tht same her. i remember i used to enjoy her joyful talk, her natural joke, her honest comments. we were not best buddies but we were good frens tho. she's still that same her. friendly, bubbly, easy to talk to, very approachable. i still like her as i used to.

naturally we exchange notes about our "achievements" thru twenty years now.

she's married with 3 kids. i am married with one kid. she's working at finance dept and quite boring with her job. I had resign some 18 months ago.

she's now a chubby lady, and was a chubby kid twenty years back.

i am fat lady, and was a slim tall kid twenty years back. *sigh*

at least i shud appreciate that sincere comment anyway, rite? and i just should not take it personal when she asked whether i am pregnant while she stared at my tummy, rite? and also when she pinched my pillowy arm tenderly while we said goodbye to each other. *sigh*

life is not a wonderland.

Yours Truly