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Things Changed

Was reading a friend's blog, and I know things really aren't the same anymore. The days of hanging around together, doing stuff together are really over for us. I don't know why I still care after all that you guys have said about me behind my back (I'm still damn impressed with the "bitching chalet" idea). But I do, so here's what I have to say.

When I first got to know back in Feb that you guys dislike me so much , I was at a lost for words. Not that I think I'm too saintly to make people unhappy, but how I didn't realise so much has happened without me (the main lead, apparently) realising. For all it's worth, I cried for one night, wondering what went wrong.

Eventually I calmed myself down, and I really gave the 3 yrs very serious thought. I looked at photos, blogs...etc to scour for every single clue as to when the change occured. I failed. I thought about every single one of you and I wonder, if there was really a scale to measure whether you did more for me, or vice versa, I don't think I've shortchanged anyone. All the sudden phonecalls in need of help, I don't think I've ever turned down a single one of you. The strings I've pulled to help you, I don't think you'd not know. Staying up till god-knows-what-time to work out stuff for you, I really didn't think you'd forget it. But you did, apparently.

I thought about friendships. Even though (as you alleged) I forged new friendships in the different endeavours I undertake, I don't think I've slighted you. Again, if there was a scale which measured like how often you ask us out, and how often We asked you out instead, I think you'd find yourself at the better end of the bargain.

I'm sorry I've been (in)different to you (all) since I've got to know about everything. It obviously can't be the same ever again. I can't laugh at your jokes, talk cock with you, discuss stuff with you, as though I didn't hear about how you tell others how bad I am. I'm sorry, maybe you can, but I can't. I know for sure, if I were the one who hated you so much, I would not have the audacity (or the cheek) to ask for your help or crack jokes with you.

Now that we're all going our seperate ways, I just wanna tell you that I'd never forget all the times that we've shared. From the first chalet (ironical) that we had, the first time we all got drunk, to the first time we stayed in school to do stuff, first camp we had, every single fragment of these memories would stay etched in the deepest echelons of my heart. I believe that everything happened for a reason, and I'd take this as a huge lesson learnt. The last part of my valedictorian speech was really meant for all of you.


May God bless you. All the best.

- Marvin