Schoolmates and classmates… I just met and knew them during
school days. But after graduation, it seemed that they didn’t know me at all.
They didn’t greet me and say hi along streets. I accepted them as my true
friends. But in fact, they have fake faces. That’s why I was always alone.
I’ve become three-time sergeant-at-arms officer in primary
classes and reached vice president in a high school organization; until I
became college class president when I was in my third year. There were problems
but some of them were solved through open forum and retreat. I forgave people
who teased me and said negative words (several were below the belt) about me,
both done directly and indirectly. Thank God that Twitter didn’t discover yet.
But if it was discovered during my high school days, maybe I would be very
controversial in terms of my personality and attitude towards them. Thus, I
promise to myself that I wouldn’t attend any reunions from high school to
college. I admit that high school wasn’t memorable but grade school was very
meaningful.
They said high school was fun. For me, it wasn’t. Though I
was popular for four years, I just took a risk in being friendly to my
schoolmates. I played a role of a celebrity. It was cool that you have a lot of
friends from freshmen to seniors, from four school years. The reason why I was
famous in that time was my talent in singing and performing on stage. I
received positive and negative comments from different people, even evil laughs
from them. It’s true that you wouldn’t please anyone. So I just heard then
ignored those negative and stayed positive. In the end, I continued performing
on stage until I graduated. My purpose why I did that is I want to gain
confidence on stage in front of many people who are watching me. The hardest
part of my high school life was with my classmates. Though students didn’t
shuffle, I mean the people who you’ve met in first year were the same people
you’re with until graduation. I was often alone, no best friends and no group
of friends. When there would be a group work, they wouldn’t accept me as their
group mate. They said that I have no initiative. I was afraid that if I did the
thing that was wrong, they would scold me. I cried that time. After graduation,
they apologize for what they did. I was teary-eyed then forgave them though
it’s hard to accept their late apologies.
College came. I met new friends, including an Indonesian and
Korean classmates. Still, it was the same cycle. But this time, I was not
popular in terms of performing onstage but some had known me because I was
active in a number of organizations that I wanted to join. I became a student
coordinator of our college student council in my sophomore year; then I became
class president and class secretary in junior and senior years respectively. I
joined a talent competition in my junior year and I received a score of 7 from
three judges. Unfortunately I wasn’t a winner but at least I reached grand
finals. Few of my classmates watched to support me. Two of them recorded my
performance but when they played it in class few days after, I heard one who
said the word “boo” a lot of time. That was not a support but that was an
insult. After graduation, I didn’t mingle with them for the last time. I was
disappointed. Though I expected that my college life would be more memorable
than high school, it became worst.
In my junior year in college, I joined an international
online forum. That time I almost gave up hope in meeting a person who would be
my best friend. I didn’t expect that I would meet a girl who has a deep heart
and understanding. Her name is Janella. I had no first impression on her but I
had a strong feeling that we will become close friends. In fact, we’ve became
best friends for almost two years. We call each other “Bessy”. We have a lot of
similarities that’s why we’re perfect for each other as my best friend. I
considered her as one of my sisters. Other girls who I also became my best
friends were Gliselle, Aileene, Julie, and Therese.
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| Janella, Me, and Julie |
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| Aileene, Therese, and Gliselle |
If they were happy memories, they were bitter because of
misunderstandings that turned into a big space. It happened exactly last year.
I forgave her after she reached an average of at least 85% in first semester of
her first year as my condition. Few months after, I observed her actions but
still I was disappointed with what I’ve seen. It became worst when she went to
my family residence without any alarm that she will drop by. I posted negative
tweets in Twitter about what happened few hours ago. Before micro-blogging
them, I made sure that no one from my followers’ list will react on my tweets
by noting them to just ignore those. After that, I decided to cut our
communication in all social media platforms. It was almost two months with no
communication through phone message, calls, and social media but I know there
would be a right time for us to talk face-to-face and forgive each other.
“Friends forever” and “friendship never ends” as they say.
But I believe that “Know your true friends are” because I have true friends
that I know they are always there for me. Best friends are my true friends that
accept me who I am. They are very important in my life as I treasure them in my
heart.
