My Life

6. Sweet and Bitter Things

There was once when I accidentally gripped his arm while running up the staircase, and found out that his arm was muscly and my heart melted for a while. I said sorry and took my hand away and both of us were silent for an awkward moment.

There was another friday when his best friend was away for camp and we were alone together. The wind was blowing quite hardly and I sneezed because of the cold.

He said, "Bless you", while smiling and all I could think was.. I havent heard that exclamation in ages.

There was another day when he and I was alone again and in an attempt for conversation, I told him about my friend's teasing. He actually took it for real and said, " oh so that is why you offered to help me. " I went laughing and saying no but my mind couldnt stop being furious at how he took it for real.

I was trying to new techniques to wash the paint away from the paintbrushes more effectively. One of them was using Thinner. If you have tried it, you might be guessing what happened. For the wooden paintbrushes, their paint peeled off, leaving the brown wood to be seen. For the plastic ones, they melted, leaving a mess of gooey stuff which stuck on my hand around two days, like super glue.

I was borrowing his paintbrush, and his was a beautiful silvery blue. As I said earlier, apparently I put every single paintbrush into the thinner. And so, his paintbrush's paint peeled off, leaving the wooden classic colour behind. I told him about it and he was kind of mad at me but he forgave me when I said sorry.

We finished everything two days before the dateline was due. The day before we passed the artworks up, I had a quarrel with him.

I told him that of nearly all of my apologies for people are not real, but just to make people calm down and chill. He provoked me by saying that I do not respect people and that a 10 year old knows better than me in respecting people. I replied with equal intensity that apologies means respect enough, because when I apologise, it means that I would rather lose in the quarrel than make them mad.

I also told him that he did not respect me when he compared me to a 10 year old. He kept silent and ignored me for the rest of the day.

All of that happened online in Facebook. I was so mad and so hurt that I couldnt help calling his best friend, telling him all of it and crying at the same time.