Within 4 walls

Over the past few weeks my social life seems to have expanded quite noticeably just when it shouldn’t 3 weeks to the dreaded exams. And though it makes me quite jittery to be lounging about with friends so close to the exams and makes me gripe inwardly at the poor timing, deep down I am quite happy about it all. An important lesson learnt through the years about friendships is that you can’t make good friends appear. They just happen, either by dint of chance or fate or divine intervention or perhaps a combination of all three. And when that happens, no matter when it happens, I invariably feel happy and truly truly blessed.

But what I intended this entry to be about was just to muse idly about people and human relationships, to take an aimless wander through the faces I meet everyday and describe a couple of them. Here goes:

J—she’s a complete and utter type A personality, things have to be on time, run like clockwork, her life can be summarized as “boom boom boom”. But I love her for all that and the fact that she is 100% reliable, straightforward, no pretences or affections needed. She complains to my face when I am being worldly and narrow minded, and I tell her, no qualms needed, that the food she’s just prepared “lacks character”. We have deep meaningful discussions about WB and RGS, and I tell her she ought to be the god-daughter of WB and CL, she is always a staunch defender in the perfection of both of them. And I thank God for her, for her loyalty, sincerity and honesty-- she’s definitely a keeper.

T—This is my friend, my buddy who baffles me half the time, who fills up a large proportion of my thinking time trying to figure out the whats and the whys about her, who knows my little quirks and idiosyncracies which she eventually accepts with a sigh and a smile and a shake of the head, whom I treasure for being resolutely loyal, undeniably kind and always self-sacrificing.
S—no matter what circumstances I’m in he makes me laugh and smile. This is one person who turns the most boring lecture into a hilarious time, who slops around in his burms and fading T-shirt priding himself in his unfailing ability to discern between bottled coke and canned coke (yah rite), who nods mindlessly through morning tutes while only half listening and gets into trouble because of it, and who can be sweet and caring in a quiet sort of way.

M—this dude I bicker with (and I quote him) “as if we were married”, though God forbid that ever happen. =) He has this uncanny ability to make me regress into using embarrassingly juvenile means of name-calling and rib poking to make a point and if ever I need to put up any semblance of respectability and maturity, he’d better not be around. But behind that teasing mouth of his, is a really thoughtful person, whose heart is in the right place, whom, when you pause to think about, makes you smile and think about fondly.