Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Happiest is he that does not expect too much; if proven wrong, he's pleasantly surprised; if proven right, he earns the right to say, "I TOLD you so!"

I'm so not used to signing in with my e-mail...


Anyways, recently took up a job as a tuition teacher for some Sec 1 kid. 40 buckaroos an hour. Woohoo.

Now if I could just remember the stuff that we learnt in sec 1...


SCHOOL WORK~~~ IS~~~~ HORRENDOUS~~~~

Oh... my best bud and I bumped into each other on Friday (not surprising since we're in the same school for the 7th year in a row, minus the 1 year hiatus before entering tertiary), and we hung out for a few hours, discussing MS homework (we got the same professor in different slots), potential business partnership, and a lot of other trash that friends must need talk about.


I'll say this much: There had been times before when I wondered if I let her go because of my own selfishness, because I didn't want her to tie me down anymore, or because I genuinely believed that it was the only way she would ever be willing to at least try to stand on her own. But now I see that letting her go that time was one of the best decisions I've ever made in my life.

See, that decision didn't benefit me, nor did it benefit her. It benefited us. Our friendship is, ironically, back to the way it once was because of the distancing, so it's become fresh again. True, the other benefits came in too: I have my life beyond her and she definitely has a life beyond me, but the bonus was a grand surprise.

Though I guess I should have guessed as much. It was similar between the other third of our amigo trio and myself. After sec school, that other third went to a different college from the two of us, and basically, we held no contact at all until we all graduated from college. And then we met up to renew our inanity again. Thank goodness none of us changed contacts. We've dropped out of sight of each other again. Looks like the next meeting will be at least after 4 years.

Kinda strange, when you think about it. You make the best of friends when you're in a lousy enviroment, lose contact when the going gets better, but never really lose that friend... at least, not the ones with whom you were once interdependent. Once upon a time.

We really were interdependent. One needed protection, one needed to learn how to get a life beyond the planned one, and one simply needed to be needed. And we all needed to come out of our shell, although, I think we never completely came out of our shell until college, when it was other people that drew us out, but that's 3 other stories...



Humans in general are just strange, I guess. I mean, I never thought a person could be so happy feeling absolutely stressed. Err... I meant me...

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