shankified
This entry is dedicated to Shank.
Though it's the don't know how many entries I wrote about him.
But this gonna come with a start and a conclusion.
It's not gonna have an ending, as our friendship will continue to flow.
2 years back, when Internet Relay Chat was one that kills bordem,
a pea started to grow into a bean stalk by the name of friendship.
Everyone started off with being strangers.
It's just how you gonna maintain the ship to keep it operating.
I remember our first met up.
I'm dressed in my school uniform while he's in his adidas jacket.
We met at dhoby ghaut mrt station and headed to plaza sing to shop at carrefour.
We're always on the phone.
Almost everyday.
On your way to work, after work & even during work.
And at that time, I'm taking my O level too.
We talk about everything & anything.
Bitch about, lame around.
It's fun talking to him.
Cause he's always entertaining me with his lame shits.
And there's time when we talk about serious issues like our life & future.
He was always the one who never failed to be there when I was down.
He never turned me away.
I could tell him all my problems and he'd try to console me or solve it for me.
He was my pillar of strength indeed.
There was once, I was really down in the ditch, after a failed relationship.
It was really a bad one.
He was the one who woke me up from that pathethic state.
He was the one who was encouraging me througout,
and brain washed me.
Till now I still kept those "motivated sms."
Shank,
I'm really thankful for everything that you have done to me.
From the naive me, to a better independent me.
You changed me with your words.
And made me pick them up.
You cheer me up.
You make me laugh & smile endlessly.
I wasn't possible
without her beside me as a guiding friend.
You're one friend
I'll never forget, least take forgranted.
Till now.
I just want you to know.
You're the dearest friend to me.
Ever.
For all the good & bad times that you've been there for me,
thank you.
Though it's the don't know how many entries I wrote about him.
But this gonna come with a start and a conclusion.
It's not gonna have an ending, as our friendship will continue to flow.
2 years back, when Internet Relay Chat was one that kills bordem,
a pea started to grow into a bean stalk by the name of friendship.
Everyone started off with being strangers.
It's just how you gonna maintain the ship to keep it operating.
I remember our first met up.
I'm dressed in my school uniform while he's in his adidas jacket.
We met at dhoby ghaut mrt station and headed to plaza sing to shop at carrefour.
We're always on the phone.
Almost everyday.
On your way to work, after work & even during work.
And at that time, I'm taking my O level too.
We talk about everything & anything.
Bitch about, lame around.
It's fun talking to him.
Cause he's always entertaining me with his lame shits.
And there's time when we talk about serious issues like our life & future.
He was always the one who never failed to be there when I was down.
He never turned me away.
I could tell him all my problems and he'd try to console me or solve it for me.
He was my pillar of strength indeed.
There was once, I was really down in the ditch, after a failed relationship.
It was really a bad one.
He was the one who woke me up from that pathethic state.
He was the one who was encouraging me througout,
and brain washed me.
Till now I still kept those "motivated sms."
Shank,
I'm really thankful for everything that you have done to me.
From the naive me, to a better independent me.
You changed me with your words.
And made me pick them up.
You cheer me up.
You make me laugh & smile endlessly.
I wasn't possible
without her beside me as a guiding friend.
You're one friend
I'll never forget, least take forgranted.
Till now.
I just want you to know.
You're the dearest friend to me.
Ever.
For all the good & bad times that you've been there for me,
thank you.
Ps: To be continue . .
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