This is the tribute to the girl nextdoor. At first I thought she's just as plain weird as me.. As the mystery started to unfold and after some pages turned ... I realized she's the most rarest type psychologically...
Infact so rare , her very own...
Something that started out of our boredom... We would rather die than being bored...
Or just one of our productive ideas of picking each other. Just like you said , We were 180 degree different from each other. Me with my hella dark vibes of Black Veil Birds, Bring Me The Horizon ,Green day , Britney Spears & Adam Lambert. & You with your colorful, fun beautiful vibes of One Direction, EXO , Backstreet boys ... But we both loved '' Linkin Park" wait!!! Maybe that's the only indifference we had back then.
Damn! We are really good at wordplays once we are hyped or interested. We had this witty ,quirky , humorous arguments about everything. & It was our very own way of communicating each other or saying " hello''. & Even in college we didn't do " hellos " . We made funny faces or random dumbass jokes... But seriously we were funny & & narcissistic.
That was the phase of most ardent adoring friendship. The only offence that didn't hurt anyone. Though now and then people had wrong ideas about that . Like we were fighting or something . But we knew the truth and didn't bother to explain.
You know it's a great day outside. It's all gloomy and cloudy.. Seems like a perfect day to attend to our physics , chemistry ( Math& English,also. But I wouldn't suggest) classes. & Of course by our favorite Azibur Sir. Isn't he the greatest & coolest & kindest teacher alive ?!!!
So, Azibur Sir was the only reason why Science was fun & we didn't burn our books.. We would come up with such riddiculos questions but he would answer it so patiently with a well developed logic & understanding method... Once I asked him if the mosquito starts it's initial velocity and the the train at the same time, will the mosquito keep up with that speed?
If I were him, I wouldn't answer that . Because the question is to stupid even to began with.But you can all guess he didn't.
But seriously though, that weekly exam questions that he invented ( there's a reason for saying it) were one of the many complexions of hell.
The starting of Operation J.J ,
It was just another day when we had to take Mathematics classes after Physics and Chemistry. & Wonder around different allies in the town to get to the final destination. ( Okay, that wasn't that far ) We always choose different routes each time pretending to be real detectives . & Samam was the victim of our evil pranks...
Detective Vanilla Butterscotch ( how much do you hate the name ? :V ) Because it's all mushy mushy and cute. But the truth is you are one Savage soul with adorable cuteness. & Inside the coconut shell , we all know there lives " a very soft sensitive soul " . Guarded by strong reasoning . ( I have this strange feeling that I have said all these before? )
I always boldly use this " Savage" term to describe you & yet the truth is that you are not necessarily mean to anyone. Except someone gives you the knive and volunteer him/herself to get killed .
After our silly game was famous & our detective names were our new identities. There came a day when you saved my life ( Thank you)
It was something like this. We were coming back from our math coaching to our houses ..& we had to take that mandatory root of the void of darkness... There were two or three other classmates here and there.& We were discussing something important. & I saw a white polythene bag in the middle of the road. & Just like another ordinary day , I meant to kick that just to do the most random baseless things ...
But before I could do that , you pulled me to the other side. & The polythene bag suddenly transferred into a street dog and started barking to scare the shit out of me... I could have died . First of all , I'm blessed with bad eye sights . & Second, come on it was really dark. & We were talking..
But recently I've been saved again . & This time it was pretty serious. Good thing that we are good at deducting.
Life gets little harsh time to time. & In a general sense I feel a nuisance against it. But when I think about how my life has changed in past two or three months. I feel the shrill & take my wheels on life again..
My life might have ended as Eriza Alisa. & My metaphorical existence might have destroyed. Along with the dreams and aspirations.. I might have existed but I know it wouldn't have been worth living... Thank you, for keeping me in the right track. & Thanks for doing the wonderful deduction ❣❣❣
Dear readers, I would not explain that situation. Because, there's no fun knowing the secret. & This is not my autobiographical book. It's all about " Living with an INTJ friend in an alien world. "
This friend of mine , Is not only good at solving problems in real life but also a life saver...
Among her Manny talents. I found That everyday I'm forgetting more or less important stuffs. & It's amazing & amusing that our yesterday is just as good as our today..... I mean in a broad sense.
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Happy 20th Birthday chinguuu 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
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