The Unscripted Day

I’m walking down the street when I saw my elementary classmate. I stopped for a moment to set my mind whether to glance at him, or pretend that he didn’t exist. Consuming quite time to settle my mind, I didn’t realized that he is already halfway from where I am. I accidentally glanced at him and smiled, I guess I have made a terrible smile because of what was going on my mind before his wave at me. Then there I am feeling very chilled, I can’t even make a sound and my knees were shaking. I guess my face can say how tense I am. He offered me a treat on the new burger shop, Hungry A’s Burger and Pasta, well its good. I like their burger, pizza and milkshake and many more. Well I can’t even say no, so we went to that restaurant, ordered burgers and milkshake. The cheapest one I guess but its good. We also talked about how life is now and how our schools and stuffs are. He even discussed what his plans are when he’s already in college, and what his plans are after 5 years. He said that he will have his own car and motor bike, his own house and lot with his own imagination of his dream house that I probably realize that it was really a complicated building. To sum up, he’s plans were: to be a popular architecture, a rich and successful man and most of all, a man with pure of arrogance. Then after an hour or two, we finally leave walking with separated roads. Then I realized that some people will actually change, but there will always be at least one quality of a person that will never change. And that will be their signature to your mind. Well, that elementary classmate of mine really changed. A bit. I mean, he became a more matured person, he even treat someone with his own money! His platforms for the coming years for his life were become more mature. And his face was like being polished for five times to have that nice look. His attitude towards other people already became pleasant and nice. And there I was running all these thoughts on my head while walking then suddenly asked me how awful my face was when I saw him. It got my chills on seeing him earlier because he was a bad, mentally and physically bully-prof boy when we were on elementary days. He is a type of kid that you don’t want to bump or touch or something that may disturb him with his life. Probably no contact with him. He might punch you or tease you or shove at you or whatever he wants to do. But now, he definitely changed! How thankful I am seeing him. Then my thoughts were replaced when I remember my school home works and finally speeded up my walking.