drinkH2O never let fear decide your fate
My first entry under this title isn’t about me at all. Well, okay it’s kinda about me but mostly about my friend Winnie. Recently, I got back to my Xanga again. Yeah, I know Xanga was sooo long time ago. But I found something I needed on there.. Something that Facebook couldn’t offer. I liked to read other people’s entries.. there’s so many different people out there with different stuff happening everyday and different ideas and so on. Which is the exact opposite of Facebook. On facebook, whatever is trending is posted on every other person’s facebook and everybody’s talking about the same thing. Not saying cause they are that small minded, it’s just that when you’re on a site with people whom you have to see in real life everyday, it’s harder to let out what you really want to say. On Xanga, everybody is strangers with everybody cause all of their friends are still on Facebook. It’s great. I love it.
Anyway, I logged on today and found Winnie updated with a post. Years ago, her posts were all about her relationships with this boy and that boy and all those kind of dramas. This one was about her parents’ divoce.
After high school, we hung out twice every year. Once on my birthday and once on her birthday. Just to have dinner together and catch up a little. It’s nice. She brought up her parents’ divoce a couple of times but never said much about it. I know there was more going on than meets the eye, but I didn’t get too deep into it or ask too many questions cause I know our friendship isn’t the way it used to be.
The things she wrote on her xanga made my heart drop to my stomach. I don’t know why.. cause I mean, people get divoced everyday. But I don’t know.. I guess cause it’s Winnie. And I really want to be there for her cause I know exactly how she feels. She was with me when I was going through this kind of stuff and my gosh I thank her for it even now. She’s been there for me and done a couple of things nobody I know today would do. To know that she’s going through this and I am helpless to her.. I mean, I don’t even know if it’s my place to even write a reply on that post! I don’t know how she would take it either… I just want her to know that I care and I sincerely want to be a friend.
She grew up a lot. I don’t know when it happened. But I used to be the mature one between the two of us. Now she overshadows me by ten. I’m glad she’s the person she is today and I won’t forget the help she gave me when I was going through my parents’ separation. Thank you, Winnie.