When I was in high school, I never thought that being bubbly would be a start to gain friends. I was clueless since I just have numbers of friends during my elementary years. I never even have someone whom I could trust or talk a lot of things. Well I keep on transferring school during those years, first we have to move here so my Dad could forget his depression when we lose our Mom, he resigned and my sister suggested that we could have our life here, second was when Dad followed my Mom, one of my uncles took me and was trying to adopt me so he brought me to his place that later my sister found out that his wife was not treating me well. I have no circle of friends until I graduated in Elementary.
I was so surprised when I stoop into High school, I am not a popular student at school, I don’t even received any school awards, I was only in the fourth rank in our class but geez I had 22 friends going back and forth to our house, it was like half students in our class room. I was so happy, I feel like I truly belong in that school. Even my teacher marked my class card “So Friendly” to think that I am only an average student at school.
It was so different when I get to college; your classmate is not your classmate to the other subject. So I have to be keen to whom would I make friends and don’t make friends with. There’s one girl in school, who always called me or wanting me to go with her in the mall or in the canteen or in the magazine shop. She love’s Candy Magazine and when I tried to check the price, my gosh! It was already my allowance. She belongs to a socialite community, no offense but she treated me right, she even pay my snacks whenever we go to a snack bar or pay my lunch. But I started to feel awkward when she introduced me to her circle of friends, whom she just met in the bar, some of them have cars, they are the kind of girls whom you could see in a very expensive cafe while I have nothing. Days passed, I could not seem to see her anymore in our classroom, later I found out that she is always hanging out with her friends. She avoided me. I was alone but I realize maybe we just ain’t right, maybe I have to thank her for letting me go since I don’t really belong to them. I have to see some friends who are always there for me no matter what my status in life would be, then I found one, two, three, four and five.
She approached me one day, asking my help for her school project because she failed and she told me her parents would curse her if she can’t make it. I helped her although it seems like I was the one doing the effort to get her project done, I realized I am not helping her at all so after I gave her the project I told her next time you should do your best to pass because I will not be around anymore.
I don’t know if I’ve done the right thing to challenge her to be the best she can be, because when another semester has started, I didn’t see her anymore.