A Narrative Part 2

After a while, Olie walked to the living room and switched on the TV. It was a fashion show program which is so weird. Perhaps her fashion freak sister forgot to switch it back to other channel when she last watched. Nonetheless, she continued to watch the show as well. The show was definitely a great one but she didn't enjoy any of it. The tv was obviously watching her. However, she just sank into the couch without any complaints but thoughts and thoughts flooding her mind.

"I wonder if i'm thinking too much? It's never easy to let go a relationship and i'm definitely not ready to let go. But i think i should make things clear right? Wished i could just call them now and meet up downtown to grab a glass of drink. It's high time for us to settle everything." she planned her journey for tomorrow before leaving the room and calling it a day.

The next day was a beautiful day. Sunshine and clear skies. It would cheer you if you had been there to witness the beautiful day yourself. But to Olie, it's not any special nor good day. A hard for her as she has to get everything in place before any more worse. She washed her face and put on her  makeup. Choosing the best clothes for that day and a handbag that would go perfectly for the outfit of the day. Of course, not missing the heels that would let her journey be more comfortable in.

She then walked down to the kitchen to have a glass of milk and perhaps some toast with peanut butter and jam. "I'm going to do it and i'm going to do it all by myself. Standing strong and standing firm." Holding her breakfast, she sat down the chair and began to enjoy her toast and milk. After cleaning up the place, she left the home and drove off to the cafe which she had booked the night before.

On the way to the cafe was so long for her. Though, the traffic was clear and not too much of jam around. It was 10.30 in the morning when she reach the cafe. Well, it was not that full inside but she chose to sit outside where she can feel the breeze blowing.

"10.45. 15 more minutes. Seems like i'm too early. Oh well..." she looked at her watch and someone stood beside her suddenly. It was the waiter who wanted to take her order but she didn't want anything yet. So she called him off. Then, someone walked towards her direction. It was Sally. Her BFF. At least that was what they use to call each other before. Sally pulled the chair and sat down opposite of her.

"You're always early, aren't you?"

"'cause i just think being late is not so good. That's all. I hope you know the purpose i want to meet you here this morning. I wish we don't need to walk this far but we did. Straight to the point, what are you having up your sleeves? I know you're hiding too much and i'm not questioning anything but i'm just too upset of being hidden and sided you know?  I really wish you didn't change." Olie answered but she couldn't look into her friend's eyes.

"Olie, why the problem has to be me? Why it couldn't be you? I never change and nobody changed here. Maybe the environment is different but i'm still the Sally you knew and always will be. You also have to know that everyone has their own space which they don't want anyone to interfere. And not everything has to be told, reported or acknowledged to you." Sally replied but there was no immediate answer from Olie. " We are friends, best friend, before, now and always. I never think that you felt this way and i don't mean to treat you as outsiders. It's just the space i need. I..."

"Understood" Olie interrupted. "I'm all clear, all i want to know is whether or not we are still friends and i already have my answer. Another thing..." she stopped for a moment and it was plain silent before she spoke again. "Do you want any drinks?" she smiled while offering to Sally.

"Nope. I'm fine. Is that what you want to know?" Sally rejected the offer but sounding a bit of doubts in her tone.

" I don't think i dared to ask anymore question. It's like i don't know when i should talk to you and when i shouldn't talk to you because i talked to you everything just before this tragedy happened. I know you liked him. You liked Jonah but you just don't want to admit but why? We are sisters. You know i liked him but it was last time and it's nothing by now. Even if i know of it what will i do? Snatch him from you? That's the last thing in my to-do-list and the first thing is to give you my blessing. I'm disappointed that you never think of my feelings as well. But i know that there'll be one day, you come to tell me that he proposed to you and i'll definitely be your maid of honor..." Olie thought about it and she didn't give any reply to Sally. But suddenly, Sally stood up and slapped Olie and it sure attracted some attention from nearby. 

"Why.." Olie's eyes was already filled with tears and just the right moment it'll be rushing right out.

"If you're thinking what i'm thinking then you're so wrong! You ARE my best sister i ever had and no matter what i'm going to let you be my sister whether you like it or not!" Sally shouted right in front of her and she burst out with tears so as Olie. Olie was so touched and she couldn't imagine for that very moment she knew she made the right choice. To let go of her lousy attitude of wanting to know everything and making life complicated for everyone around. She then pushed her chair away and hugged Sally. A huge sister huge...

A Narrative Part 1

"Of all friends, why them? I've already been through so much. I've change my self from being hated to getting liked. But why just this very time you come and tell me are still friend? I just hope i could pretend that nothing happened between us before and i shall just let everything go and be us as before." Olie Dale, a girl from the opposite town, mumbling to herself and looking out of the window. 

The air was damp and the night was silent. Not even a single soul appearing under her chatting list. Seems to her that everyone is avoiding her and not talking to her. But actually it's just a Friday night when everyone is having fun out there and nobody invited her. That's all. She's been good for most of the time already but she's still not satisfy enough. People around her are appreciating what she has done and all her kind help but to her, it's not enough because her best friends are letting her down and not being so best to her anymore.

After a while, she stood up from her chair and walk to the door. Shutting the door behind her, she walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of hot chocolate so warm herself. As she was making the drink for herself, she continued to think about the incident happened to her.

"It's such unfair. I've use all of me to be a good friend of you. We laughed, we joked we cried together we even shared our clothes. We're so close that we're almost sisters already but why now? Why after you moved out and you began to change? I don' know how to convince myself... If one day, you would just walk out with the guy whom i used to loved, i'll definitely give you my blessing but please, allow me to hinder myself because i may not know how to react at the very moment." she mumbled to herself again and she was already finish making her hot chocolate.

Olie took a sip and felt all the satisfaction for the night. She need more than a drink. She needs a guy. A guy who would really give her the strong and reliable shoulder to lean on. Doesn't matter if the shoulder is not so broad but she just need the comfort and safety from him. In short, his love....

Truth vs Misunderstanding

Back again from all the absence and time really pass like MAD... Things happened so fast and so many. I wonder why 2011 is such a bad beginning already. But i'm never down for whatever is up because i'm always being the icon of people around me and they all kinda depend on my emotion. A single twist and hip can cause a lot of trouble around already. 

What is so much of the trouble that happened to me? All i could say is hiding and hiding. Friends around me are hiding, may be not really hiding but they're just not telling the situation to me. All they know is not telling will cause less trouble but don't they know that when they don't tell they're really hurting the person more which is me  for the matter of fact. Why? It's easy. When i come to know of the real situation, i'm not likely to be blamed but i still blamed myself for being such a lousy and extra. 

I haven't say anything yet to the one whom i had hurt deeply. I truly wish that people can just get over with it as in we are more than friends already and what's more is that you know i do stupid things like that yet you take it to the heart so much. If you don't see the big picture of it i can't make you see it too you know? We are already being so close and we shared maybe not yet the hardest but we've already been through things that you may not have to go through with others and that should make you think of it. I can talk and laugh and joke about anything but nothing can be done when you're still shrugging your shoulders and showing the stupid and lousy attitude towards me. It sure brings me to the point where i won't do anything more. But, but, but, I'm still here and always. Never gone. I'm sure no one can give you the advice i gave and no one can give you the insights i gave as well. Surely, it's always yourself to judge what am i to you and where do i stand inside you. Fair? Farewell.

Before the ending of the post, where do i find all the strength to fight all the hardships when and especially when i'm all by myself? Ask from a prayer. I just hold on no matter what disaster, hold on as tight as i can and you'll find that it's actually not such a bad day after all...