Tribute To A Friend #1

Meet.....BEBY!

Beby circa 2008

She's one of my longest friend. We've befriended since we just started learn how to crawl, I suppose. Since we were neighbours, our parents introduced us, but we started to really get close to each other when we got into the same elementary school. Long live SDN Kebon Jeruk 11 Pagi! Yeah! (how dogmatic of me nyahahah)

So the story was, she used to hate me so much, cause I was always smarter than her (NYAHAHAHA, still am bebi, still am). Nobody ever taught me how to read, yet at the age 4 I was already able to read the whole newspaper by myself (seeing how odong and lazy I am now, it's hard to think that I was THAT genius bahakhakha okaaayy enough with the backdoor bragging). So when I came to her house to play monopoly, petak umpet, or whatever it was, her mother always shove the fact that I was such a whiz kid in front of her face. "Look at Hanny, Beby! (me reading the elementary PPKn book) Try to be more like her! She can already read the whole book, yet you can barely spell a word!"

That was so 'Ha! In your face!' moment for me, but as a cute and cool five years old I managed to look as innocent as the picture of harp-playing baby angel on the cover of christmas postcard.

Later, we got a 'Gang of Four'. I, Beby, Tami, and the only boy in the gang, Arfie. We used to play everyday in the afternoon, before nap time around 4 pm. Our most visited house was Beby's. Cause they got everything there. Snacks, Sega (yeah, SEGA), monopoly, badminton rackets, and all other things children could ever imagine of together under one roof (hahaha lebay). Between the four of us, Beby was the most spoiled and the most annoying 5 year old ever lived. She HATES to lose in games, and she would do everything in her power (when I say power, as in, well, it was HER house, and HER boardgames, etc. So she had the power, literally. Or so she thought nyahaha) to make us lose. And, we oftenly did. But we always get the last laugh cause then, we would talked about her behind her back, and do what we children called as 'musuhan.' With the whole blowing the thumb, not talking to her, and all. Hahaha, cool aiyt??

Growing up, Beby was always the beautiful one. She took all the prettiest boys in my el school! Hahaha. And she wasn't even that nice to people! She was a stingy, self-centered barbie! But I guess that's why men married bitches....yeah.... -__-

Growing up I also kinda hate her, but I would always forgive her. Cause then again she was my closest friend! (literally, she lives just 8 houses away from me)

In junior high, we were sooooo crazy about Ada Apa Dengan Cinta. We made a diary that'd we would put posts together every once in a while (hell, we still do it every now and then, left the book in my dormroom). And we would name ourselves Cinta, Alya, Karmen, Maura, Milly. Beby, of course, was always Cinta. I would get Milly cause I was the funniest. (backdoooorr braaaagiiinnn)

Oh how I miss those times!

As we got older there were still some clashes between us, but idk why, me and our other two friends Hilma and Ika, just can't get separated. We just can never stand it. And ever since she met this guy, subject M, I can feel the change in her. She's turned into a more mature girl, and she's got this vibe and friendly soul in her that makes people just wanna be her friend (awwwweeee me so sweet ya beb?). Unlike me, who can always see the bad in people that kinda makes me hold back from new people. She can always get me (mmmm you do, don't you Beb?), although lately we don't meet very often. I spend most of my weekdays in Depok, she's in Puri.

I really enjoyed being her friend (well of course I do, if I don't I wouldn't post something like this, would I?). I hope our friendship won't blossom like a rose because rose can be withered, but it will stay strong like weeds. You can never get rid of weeds, no matter how hard you try, unless you whip out the roots. And the roots, is in our hearts. Over our dead body! (okay Imma stop writing before it gets too sweet, it'd hurt your teeth)

Godspeed.

PS: I actually wanted to post some photos of Beby circa 2002 when we just started out in junior high, but she has deleted hers from Friendster! Booohhooo! You suck. She had the culun bob and all. Me the masteng belah tengah hasil papan salon tante Tuti.