who knew.....that it'll be this way?

You took my hand, you showed me how
You promised me you’d be around
Uh-uh, that’s right…
I took your words and I believed
In everything you said to me
Yeah, hey, that’s right.

If someone say three years from now
You’d be long gone
I stand up and punched them out
Cause they’re all wrong
But I know better
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew?

Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh, no…no, no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I’d give anything

When someone said count your blessings now
For the long gone
I guess I just didn’t know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever…who knew?

I’ll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Till we…until we meet again
I won’t forget you my friend
What happened?

If someone say three years from now
You’d be long gone
I stand up and punched them out
Cause they’re all wrong, yeah

The last kiss…I’ll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes it harder
I wish I could remember
But I keep your memories
You visit me in my sleep
My darling…who knew?


Well, this stinks. I’m singing along to Pink’s “Who Knew”. It kinda rips me out a bit. Yeah, I know, I know; I shouldn’t be taking any song that seriously. But I can’t help it.
Today I asked mom why she was so loud and happy last night. Turns out, dad’s going to China.

China? Wow. I can’t even go out of town sometimes.
“Why are you so happy about that, mom?” I asked. It’s not gonna change everything except making us feed on our leftover pocket money. Besides, last month dad already went to Borneo! Talk about vacation at work.
“Well, the time dad goes to China is also the time of the Convo (graduation),”
“And….?”
“Remember that Miss Azie will be graduating.”
Damn! I forgot that. So, if that girl graduating, what will happen? I asked mom, but she continued her ramblings, like those she makes when she’s excited about stuff. “I was glad!” she shouted.
“You know what, when they say the Convo is coming, I was so upset. I know that in Convo they’ll definitely meet again, for grad photo sessions and stuff. So I was saying, to myself, I wish god will send him far away, far-far away, or at least got sick so he couldn’t even wake up that morning.”
Wow. I never knew mom was capable of that. Anyways, mom was so glad that finally God has fulfilled her wishes because she said ‘God will never go wrong’ or something like that. Means she’s one of the good guys. Whatever happens, I was a bit surprised that of all the lecturers in the university only two was selected, and that of one was dad. And of all times, it was on the date of the Convo’s, when all the Proffies are supposed to be manning part of the Convo itself.
“He’s such a cassanova. I know that if he goes to the Convo, he’ll be meeting that girl’s parents. And you know about their mom, she’s a snake herself. I know. The psychic told me.”
Did I tell you about the psychic? Mom, well, she’s superstitious. I’m not, just half-superstitious. I don’t know if that man was a real one or just a quack.
“That psychic said she’s on to dad. Like that other girl Dr. Ila.” She said.
Dr Ila? Hey, that seems a familiar name….flashback!

Monday: found an email .
Dad to Ila: Long time no see. How was your day? Tell me what happened .
Ila to dad: Okay. Well, you see, one day, there was this guy, and he’s like….(the contents of the email was so boring that I skipped it completely. Now I know I shouldn’t!)

Plus, I also found a resume form Dr Ila. Luckily at that time, I mistook this resume for Azie’s so I copied it. I gave them to mom. She was surprised that the date was June this year. She crossed-reference the date with her own diary….and guess what? An entry was about how she found a phone number on the bill that kept calling for every two minutes, and that number corresponds the address on that resume! The number was under an assumed company name (what kind of company has a mobile phone number as the office number? Can’t fool us, dad).
And remember the previous entry about my detective work stuffs? Ah, I let mom look at that picture, and those documents. She identifies the girl, and while cross-referencing to mom’s database of students (got from dad) she could identify Miss Azie. Which one? I let you guess on that.
And, by cross-referencing a data from mine and mom’s diary, I found out that on June 2nd, dad was out cold but he went to the university anyway. On that day, dad was the supervisor of a student for clinical conference. Supervisors, in my opinion don’t really need to ‘supervise’ the clinical conference, that part s left solely to the sudent himself. So why was he there?
Turns out Miss Azie was timekeeper. Oh.

Someone else was kicking on my interests, though. This time a guy. He was also the technical crew of miss timekeeper there. Plus, he was there, as the same first year student as Miss Azie. PLUS, Azie and him (and another girl in the tech crew) was ALSO a repeater for THREE consecutive years. Coincidence? My sis, quite a long time ago found a message from a guy to dad, saying “Nice lunch meeting today, Prof. It’s good to talk like this, and we oughta do this often. I’ll help you keep track of ‘that someone’ by giving you infos.”
I bet my hands on it that it was this particular guy.
By the way, since now I got Dr Ira’s resume, with all her particulars in it, I can do the Phone-Block prank on her. All I need is her phone number…
“Did you get Dr Ira’s phone number, mom?” I asked.
“I used to, but I deleted it. That snake woman…”

Darn!

Anyway, there’s one thing about having AN affair, but it’s another to have TWO affairs at the same time, (not including mom). That sure gives him a bad name. But it’s hard for anyone to believe my story, if I told them. Even his sister thought mom was lying. Dad has a clean reputation. As a social man with volunteer work and a president of a few social clubs, it’s hard to mar his image cause even my teachers swoon over him. Lucky they’re my teachers or I’ll block their phones too. Nyahaha!!!!(evil Japanese villain laugh)
Just kidding.