May 9, 2010

A Story about a Friend

"Weeeeeeyyyyyyyyyy, awat hang boh ceqita ni lam blog hangggg", might probably what my friend, Bojan, would say. Well, the story below was actually my 1st English homework when I was in form 5.. The question was," Write a story about your most unforgettable friend". I thought it would be nice to publish this story, because today, we will be parting. Well, actually, I would be parting with a lot of friends but since this is the only story I have about a friend, I will be posting this one :D By the way, if any of my friend is reading this, I will not forget you all :D Never say goodbye.. Say, "See you again!"

The journey of life is like a rocky pavement - long, steep and gravelly. Along the way, many will be passing by and tagging along. The latter usually determine whether you walk away with only cuts and grazes or with a six feet deep incision carved deep inside your back ; exposing you putrefied flesh to demonic viruses to slowly infest and infect your remains until you collapse and give in to the demons of rancour and grudge. Nonetheless, the latter could also comprise of those who would coruscate the light of guidance - glistering like diamonds in the darkest boulevards, glistening like a lighted lamp post in every mortifying turns and corners. Personally, I encountered both and they have taught me priceless life lessons - not to trust someone excessively, to try to help a friend in need and to be who you are.

One particular friend of mine who will definitely dwell in my cerebrum in perpetuity is Bojan. Bojan and I are friends for almost 5 years but it feels as if we have known each other for centuries. Common interest in music mainly strengthened our friendship. Ironically, our friendship is like a piece of musical arrangement - sometimes it orchestrates into harmony but there are also times when it tuned into dissonance. Yet, when things go out of tune, we always manage to correct the flawed notes - rhyming our rhapsody back into melodious rhythm.

At first glance, Bojan looks like a 2 million years old fossil behind the tinted glass case in the National Museum. Some people even says that he resembles straight lines that connect to form a matchstick figure! Well, he really does triumph over the Somalians when it comes to being skinny. Legend has it ; if you rip the skin off of his face, you will find out that he still looks no different - with or without his cranium exposed!

When it comes to character, there is not a kindred spirit to Bojan, not even his kith and kins. Why am I saying this? Well, Bojan is very notorious for his annoying habit of pestering others with idiotic, insignificant, irritating questions. I was always driven crazy when he did that. However sometimes, that foolish habit of him is what making him such an interesting person to befriend with. It proves how he is a readily confident person. A person with low self-esteem would not dare to do the things he does. Bojan on the other hand always have the guts to project his confidence through his idiocy.

The thing that I admire most about Bojan is his patience in enduring my SOMETIMES ruthless sarcasms and criticisms. Eventhough I usually overstep the boundaries of good-natured jokes, he always manage to put a wide smile on his face. Yes, patience is never my plus side but indirectly, Bojan has taught me to be more considerate when it comes to insults and criticisms.

Bojan is certainly one of my many friends that I will never forget. This persimonious stingy friend of mine left lots of interesting and inspiring memories for me to cherish. The journey of life is like a rocky pavement - long, steep and gravelly. Lucky for me, I have many to help me cross the finish line.


  1. it must be fun..
    to be such a god damn genius..
    like you..
    i dunno where in the world..
    you got all those words..
    you rock dude..
    and at the same time..
    u still talkin' bout your best dudes..
    this shows that..
    you're not only a dark person..
    but also..
    a loving one..
    keep rockin' n lovin'..
    and trust me someday..

  2. wahhh
    im overrated XD
    who the hell is this lol?
    thnx by the way :D
    u rock too

  3. me??
    i am..
    a friend..

  4. Bismillah hirrahmani rahim.

    Jangan buang masa anda berpoya-poya menulis benda yang tak berfaedah.

    Tapi blogging memang satu cara untuk cari kenalan lelaki dan perempuan.

    Tapi so far nampak macam rubbish je apa yang ko tulis.

  5. aik?
    xpueh ati smpy serang blog aku plak?
    siap xgna nma btoi tpi gna nma 'Hiro' plak.. 'ahli' xmaw gna?
    'Jangan buang masa anda berpoya-poya menulis benda yang tak berfaedah.' so jangan bt bnda xbfaedah dgn membuang msa comment kat bnda2 hg rsa xbfaedah
    hypocrite much?
    ps: nk mai buang msa reply komen aku plak ka? ehemm

  6. Dear Asyraf..
    gud bye ,
    wishing you best luck for your future..
    let your melody fly with you..
    and be great..

    Best Regards,
    Your Friend :)

  7. haha
    ang cqita pasai
    asai usul Bujan noh
    awat xabaq kt ak
    dh lma dh ak kji psai Bojan nii

    p/s haha mamat tu kta ang
    tulih sampah dia xtau laa ni
    smua ilmu dqi zmn tok dia dlu2 niii

  8. music ; thnx ^^

    apip ; hahaha.. ni ilmu tlarang kot ^^ hg kna caqi sniqi

  9. i lyke ur story..
    but not dat person in da story..

  10. hahaha srap...
    juz let dt "freak" Hiro tuu ur story, u hv ur own followerz - dt includes me.

    i dun rilly like to comment but since that Hiro (yg cam nme biskut je tuu?) tetibe kutuk cenggitu...haishhh...

    btw, citer sal bojan...menarikkkk. ahahaha...sumpah bojan terharu gile laaa baca. *peace*

  11. haha
    mmg mlaih nk layan pn hori 2

  12. ok...b0jan k0 patut wat blog n komen di sini gak...b0jan the moving skeleton...haha=P

  13. haha. dia xdak blog.
    p la gertak dia sqoh blogging :D

  14. haha....
    ku dh khatam dhla isi krangan ni...
    yg lg x ley blah...sir jan p suka suki dia mnambah plak lpas tu...
    hmm....sabo jela...:D

  15. psai blogging tue....
    tamaw la...stgi ang wt sruh ak tulih psai ang plak sbb ang tulih psai ak....
    nnti2 la...zzz....