I can hear my mom calling everyone saying the dinner is ready. Geezz! When mom sets the table she make sure even the sound of the plates can be heard all the way to our room.
"I'm coming, just a sec!" I shouted back. I have to do this first.
Favourite pen? Check.
Scented notebook? Check.Wow, I can't believe after all this years I'd go back writing 'dear diary'. Am I not too old for this? I'm 15 already.
My brain's saying that, and yet, here I am in my bed writing.
Whatever, here we go...
Date: 2006
Dear Diary,Great news! After seven, feels like forever, long months, me and best friend finally made up.
All those times we just passed by each other without so much of a hi nor hello not even glancing at one another, is finally... finally over!!!
I'm over the moon!!
I miss him. I miss our hang outs, his jokes, his laugh, heck! even his weirdness I miss, but most importantly, I miss the guy who's always there, ready to listen to me.
True, it wasn't me who took the first step in resolving this, but how could I approach him in the first place, when I didn't even know how our fight started? Or why we've had that fight to begin with??
All I remembered from that night was he started accusing me, something about me creating fake stories. We were so mad at each other we didn't really try to understand what the problem is. We said our spill and parted ways—angry.
The day after that, I thought he'd talked to me again to settled things, but that didn't happened. Then days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Seven months.
I better ask him next time. I would have asked him a while back if it wasn't for the fact that I was caught off guard when he suddenly approached me the moment I step in the shop.
Gosh! Why does he look so handsome than before! Handsome but still weird.
My best friend, Bo Gum, wanted to make peace because he wanted to know how to play that Yugioh card game. And being one of those rare few thats good at dueling, he's willing to let bygones be bygones just so I can teach him.
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