…and that's chics without the "k"

In our life, we always stumble upon different characters of people and among them mesti ada pernah terjumpa jenis manusia yang weird. Or the type yang tidak disukai by other people because of their quirkyness.

Maybe it’s the way they dress, the way they communicate, the type of story that they told. It could be anything but the keyword here is – weirdo.

At the place where I am typing this, there is a person who can be considered as weird.  When you talk to her, she will conquer most of the conversations and some times her words does not make any sense; sometimes she dress inappropriately; some people said she snapped at them sometimes [although it has never happened to me before], they way she talks and some other quirky-nesslah.

In the beginning, I tend to get annoyed especially when she seems to forget when to stop [as iflah aku ni pendiamkan haha] yet until this day, we still remain friends.

I can say that not many like her but somehow I do. Before me, she will always go makan alone because she’s a loner and the fact that nobody wants to ajak her.  Kadang-kadang aku tak larat jugak nak dengar dia punya cerita tapi despite her quirky-ness, she is such a great friend and her friendliness appears genuine to me.

You know sometimes, when you befriended someone, somehow deep inside you, you feel like saying ‘bluerghhhhhhh’ walaupun orang tu nampak best.

She’s not one of them.

I’ve known this fact dari dulu cuma these few weeks adalah sangat terasa. Ok, these past few weeks aku adalah sangat stress. I have to deal with something that involved directly with VVIP, which kalau aku screw up, aku mati [sebenarnya aku agak mati but let's not go there].

And being a menggelupur person, of courselaaaaahhhhhh aku menggelupur nak mati. I am so tensed that I did not allow my mind and body to rest.

I think everybody knewlah just that she took the effort to make me feel better.

Sometimes I told her my worries, dalam dia banyak cakap tu, she will take time to listen to me and I know she is really listening, Not like sometimes when you tell people something, they just listen because they have to, you know what I mean?

And then, every single morning and night, she will sms me saying that she believed in me, I can do it, she will pray for me and other motivational words.

It is common to hear thing things from your parents, husband, siblings or close friend but when it comes from someone that you just mingle with for about few hours, it really touched me.

There was this night when I broke down and cry when her sms came in, it made me cry harder sebab aku sebaklah knowing someone who don’t really know me  could have some love and support for someone she barely knew. But at the same time, I feel.. appreciated, maybe.

I am not an angel [haha macamlah orang tak tahu, chics], aku ni bolehlah dikategorikan sebagai kak nam terulung but when people talked bad or complainted about her I cannot help from defending her.

Bukan dengan aku jela dia buat baik, karang korang cakap dia ada cruch dekat aku pulak [haha apakahhhhhhh?] she did nice things to other people also cuma orang je yang tak nampak kot. Terblind dengan appearance dia and dengan cerita-cerita dari orang lain mungkin.

Ok, maybe she was rude to some people, but maybe jugak those people did not try understand her or even accept her just because she is different. Make sense kan?

Walaupun aku baru berumur 30 tahun . Baruuuuuuuuuuu? What do you mean by baruu chicsssssssss?

Shadaplah.

What I am trying to say is, what is the wisdom of a 30-year old woman[sobs] compared to others yang dah banyak experience kan?

Ok, ok. Walaupon aku baru berumur 30 tahun, I came to a point where I don’t give a fuck about who you are, where you come from, whether or not your tetek bersalut emas or you drive a car yang diperbuat dari permata. Because all of that are superficial.

I have met those who claimed and appear to be so great. Appear onlylah tapi the truth is adalah contradicting.

What I am trying to say is, look beneath the layer. People like her, is often misunderstood. Don’t you think so?

Tagged as: friendship, weirdo

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