My childhood friends

July 31, 2005

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I remember the times when I was still living in my land, playing with my childhood friends who were my neighbours. One girl I knew since we were still a baby till we studied (not at the same school, she studied at another school), she was the only one daughter in her family, till when we were sitting at the basic school her mom was pregnant, the new baby was born, a daughter and she became my friend, I went to her house almost every day after school, we shared lots of things together. When I was still a baby I had a babysitter who worked at my house for long times till my friend got a little sister she became her babysitter.

We got another neighbour who studied at the same school as me, a fat ugly boy whom we didn’t like or maybe it’s because my neighbour’s friends were girls and we didn’t feel okay if the boy came to my house or my friend’s house. His house was located near by her house so one day he knocked on her front door, her babysitter who became the normal houseworker came to the room where we always played and watched tv to tell that he was there knocking the door. We were shocked, came to the front door to stare whether it’s true or not. He was there waiting for the houseworker to open the door. We ran away to the room and did as if we didn’t know anything, the houseworker couldn’t say no and she opened the door, he came in and went directly to the room we used to play. We were shocked, trying to find a place to hide and finally all of us (4 girls, I and my sister, my friend and her younger sister) hided in the bathroom till he went away from her house LOL.

Her younger sister was a clever girl, always got high marks at school and she likes everything about Japan till now, she also studied Japanese language as it’s her passion. One day I and my family had to move to another place, a small town which is one hour away from there. Since then we didn’t see each other, only talked on the phone while I’ve been to that city for few times after it, went to my other family’s house to celebrate someone’s birthday or just to shop but we didn’t get time to visit her house. Now that I am here in this country I remember the nice times I’ve had with them and I miss them so much. My friend’s younger sister has ever chatted with me, I also sent letter to them, I mostly phoned them. But now I don’t know where they are and how everything is going with them. I have her id on my ym but she never comes in, I have ever sent an email to her, she replied it back but then I don’t know how everything is going with both of them now. The last time I heard from her older sister was that she was learning everything that has something to do with Japan and I think she’s studying in Japan right now.

My other childhood friends who are also sisters are studying in China. I knew this because I met them again on Friendster. They were studying at the same school as me and my sister, she sat in the same class as me while her younger sister sat in the same class as my younger sister. Few days ago I got a testimonial from her. Now that I miss my other childhood friends whom I have been knowing them since we didn’t sit at school yet I feel like calling them to know where they are or just sending email, maybe I will send letter by post because I know they are not net persons, if they are net persons then I hope they will reply my email.

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  1. This skin is very disturbing. I am gonna vomit now lol. Change it so I can read your posts
    *runs away towards sink*

    Comment by Raheel — July 31, 2005 @ 12:41 pm

  2. huahahahahahahahahah :))

    Comment by Nahum — July 31, 2005 @ 12:45 pm

  3. thanks for the explored link, i like your site as well, but where is the background info…where abouts are you from? and is that you all leafy headed up in the right…ill check back …. cheers.

    Comment by eano — August 15, 2005 @ 6:47 pm

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