Monday, August 15, 2005

These two weeks will be overturned by farewells. First to go will be Dharma. Dharma of the Tribe of Minahs, who understands my humour and minah aspirations better than anyone else! Spirit fingers and heart-catching tangles and a child's soul. I'll miss her telling stories with flailing hands and huge-eyed honesty. Every time she leaves feels like the first time.

Then Ashley. Sob. She plans to never come back. She's my peche, we are captain crash and the beauty queen from mars, i'm the squashed cherry, and our notebooks should belong to each other. I will miss coffee sessions, her tai-tai-ness, and how everything is so positive and sparkly around her. We've seen each other grow and change and cling on to old habits. She tried to teach me how to pout. From now on there won't be any "ashleey where are you we need to have coffee!" I don't even need coffee actually. Never have.

Then Sheila. So tall and so impossibly brilliant, and yet such a ditz. I thought it was her who got the president's scholarship and congratulated her many times, and she just accepted all the congratulations without question. Well, we're both ditzes in that sense. I'll miss talking story and being honest with every single detail, and i'll miss the shopping trips that yield us a lot or nothing at all, and I'll miss sleeping over in her huge satin bed with tons of chocolate at our disposal. We talk about all the girl things that we'd die before we let anyone else hear, and i can't believe i used to be intimidated by her. The Last Sleepover was a forever night, with our heads out of the sun roof on the highway, screaming and screaming for all the world to know how much fun we have as friends.

Then Manda. This lunatic of a superhero spent so little time in Singapore this year that every time i see her feels like some kind of treat. I'll always remember that it was only her and me who laughed at the just for laughs fat man rolling down the hill, sadistic jokers that we are. And of course her cars, and her crazy expensive black wallets. And her telling the waitress, "no more food, because we are about to die" in such a serious and loud voice. AAAh another one i suspect will not come back. And who can forget her phone dropping into a hole in the soil and disappearing.

The best two years of my life were made of people like these. I don't have a single regret going to the schools i went to because of people like these.

Lastly, i should add something else: i miss joeun! She left before anyone could say goodbye properly, and started a whole full life of university while we were here drifting through the holidays aimlessly. She is heartless and ruthless and also such a secret softie. The other day i suddenly remembered some very very funny thing she did which i can't write here. I miss making fun of people with her, because honestly, no one does it as well as we do together. And our random scenes, like acting as two old Irishmen eating curry and arguing about religion and about who has the worse life. And during our dinner, we imagined what it'd be like if Joeun became a lawyer, and concluded that it'd be terrible. If the prosecution was very strong and she became sick of fighting for her client, she might just say to him, "aiya, you.. go to Jail, you!" with a wag of her finger and never a look back thereafter.

So yes, i am sad that the world is so big and that travel has become such an easy thing that people are willingly separating themselves from one another simply because they can.

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