Monday 25 October 2010

Thank you for the night Guys

I woke up at 9pm-ish yesterday, yeah I went to sleep at 6pm so what?
Okay, I had a slight headache... a huge one I guess, I wobbled on my way to toilet because of that.
Well, time went by quite fast then I got this phone call from my friend.
He asked me if I wanted to hang out with him and this guy, and I was like 'uuu why not? I need a fresh air anyway.'

Yeah I spent a good half hour to prepare and had lil rest till he called me again to meet up in centrum.
I swore I was like... tipsy while I biked there, I couldn't ride on a straight line.
I wished no police will stop me and ask me questions.
Anyway, I arrived safely and met them in a cafe.  I sat down with them, ordered a drink, and laughed our asses off about stuff.

When the other guy went to the toilet, I had this conversation with my friend about our 'promise'.
I emphasized that WE HAVE TO DO IT or else... well, it's nothing illegal, don't worry.  I just need a friend to talk to.
He was like 'yeah why not, I'll prepare everything, you just come in and we'll have a chat.'
Then he said something that really hit me.
'Once I was talking with X (our other friend), we talked about random things and ended up talking about you.'
I said, 'O yeah? Like how?'
'Yea we said something about, 'if you talk about what we are talking about right now to Ami, she's probably already knows about it', like that.'
'Uh huh.'
'And I said to X, 'yea you know what? She knows about everything here, even she knows the real me, cause I told her everything'.'
'True.'
'And then we said something in common.'
'Spill it Bro.'
'We said 'yea she knows about everything, but none of us knows about her'.'
That made me think, that's so true.

I know about people, some people that I never even met, I know slight about them.
I overheard from someone or even they accidentally spill out the beans to me, I know about it.
But none of them knows about me.
They enjoyed about me being their recycle bin or whatever they like to call it.
But I'm okay with that, I'm a listener.  A total listener.
I prefer to listen other people bragging about their life, I prefer being their shoulder to cry on when their life is a bitch, and I accept their blabbering about random stuff.
I accept those.
After that I'm thinking, 'I do have problems myself, but by listening to these... I consider my problems are not as huge as yours.' this is what I always think about.

I keep my problems to myself cause I don't want to burden people to listen to it.
Maybe also because I don't want any critics about how I should live my life, etc.
Yeah basically I'm a listener, that's it.
If you want to know about me, you should work hard for me to open my mouth.
Cause I dare you to listen to it, I think any normal person won't be able to handle my life story.
No one... I think.

So yeah, that night went well.
After had something to drink, we went to eat kebab and talked trash about stuff.

Thank you Guys, this is what I need right now, people to hang out with.
We might talked shit about ourselves, and might hurt each others feeling.  But after that, we totally forgot about it.
So what?

O! And I found that I was able to bike on a straight line after that, weeheee...

Can't wait for our 'promise', okay Friend?

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your name in 'dictionary' =P

amiril rahmi faradini --
[noun]:

A deadly strain of projectiile vomit
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com