EPTKindergarten lasted two years, and our friendship lasted for a little longer than that. We went to different schools, and I decided that I would write a letter to him a few months after we went down our separate paths. I can't recall the specifics of the contents, but I remember he wrote to me about his new pet bunny and even included a photo of it. I've forgotten what the colour of the rabbit was. I think I chose not to remember who sent the last letter.
I had relatively few schoolmates that I was close to for the 6 years I spent in primary school. There was a cross-eyed boy, Shuin Kang, that I met in my second year. He phoned my home once, asking for me. My mom picked up the phone, handed it to me, and after I hung up, my mother told me to never give my friends our house number again. Shuin Kang was very intelligent. In our final examinations of the year, I had a debate with him about one of my answers that I believe the teacher marked wrong incorrectly. It wasn't really a debate though, I just told him that I thought the teacher was wrong, and I went to the teacher's desk. I was proved wrong. When I came back to my desk, he had etched on my desk, using a pin that young boys often stumble upon, "are u krazy?". I think that it was funny, but I freaked out then.
We also played Maplestory together. He stopped after a year or two, but I didn't. I spent most of my afternoons playing the game. Everything I told Shuin Kang about my personal life was a lie. It was a nasty habit that I developed for no real reason. I would be plagued by this disease for a long time. It just felt good to lie and have my schoolmates believe them. This was when I was 10. As the years passed, we drifted further and further apart. I think this happened because he finally realized that I was a crock of shit.
I never had any other friends in primary school.
In the first year of secondary school, I had everything that came with attending a new school - a fresh slate and the burden to socialize. Still plagued by the constant lying, I did not make many friends, because most people ended up finding up that I was a crock of shit. Things got a little better the second year, because I finally decided to stop lying, and I met this Korean dude called Jae Hyun. We were friends for about a year and a half, and we spent most of our time together sitting at the back of the class talking about StarCraft and at LAN shops playing StarCraft. We also frequented a Korean restaurant ran by a friend of his mom. He left in January last year, abruptly ending our friendship as his father lost his job and could no longer support his education in Singapore.
Then, all I did was dick around with my classmates and chat with random people on a StarCraft forum.
Recently, there was a girl that I was infatuated with for a short period of time, I told her this, and she was cool with it. She only thought of my as a friend, and I was slightly cool with it. Teenagers are like that. It's embarrassing, I know. I call her B, because that's what she used to sign off with in her diaries when she was a kid. B makes a great friend. Yesterday I told her to stop talking to and texting me because she was too distracting. I think I'm stupid. I think I've made a mistake.
For a long time, all I did was dick around with my classmates and talk to my online friends. Then B came along and I had my first IRL friend in a long time, and I asked her to stop talking to me. I should fix this.
