Innerpeace

To my favourite girls..

I suddenly got emotional after I dropped Betty and Bernard off at Holland V (oh my gosh! Both 'B's! How compatible! They can set up a company together in the future and call it B&B! haha) . All alone in the cab always makes me reflective and I started thinking about you girls. I nearly sent all of you an 3-page long SMS but I decided not to and make a shout out here instead. We are not friends who call one another up everyday to chat, neither are we friends who meet up to shop or hangout every week. We're not in the same school anymore, not in the same country even. And meeting you girls today (all over again) made I realise how much I missed you girls. Sometimes I think you girls are all I need. With you girls, I feel so pleasantly happy, and the feeling is so familiar because I've felt this way many times for the past 4-6 years. With you girls, we talk about anything under the sun, we laugh, we talk about how we need to spend our youthful days to the fullest, we talk about death. We never fail to fish out our cameras and smile, and then we realise that we're all connected somehow because some of us were from the same primary school, or were secondary school classmates. Many acquaintances come and go, somehow we stayed by each other after so many years, just the 7 of us. We all lead very different private lives now, with or without boyfriends, with or without happening friends (like the lawyers-to-be) to club with every now and then, with or without a job to tie us down on weekdays. These other commitments have brought us apart physically (to think that we used to hang out together all the time, every single day even.), but in my heart I know that you 6 lovely ladies will always be there for me (right?!! hahaha). If only we are all in Singapore, if only we are all in the same school, then during hard times I have you girls to make me laugh when I need to destress. Yes I do have some guy friends from Engin who always accompany me everywhere and study with me, listen to me whine when I'm so stressed out. But the feeling with you girls is unique, and close friends like you all are simply irreplaceable. We may bitch about each other, we may betray each other's trust, we may quarrel, but in the end we stayed by one another, all through the years. I guess no one will know me as much as you girls do (Tian does of course but that's besides the point hehe), and you girls are definitely going to be my bridemaids ok! No escaping!

Baorong is leaving for Turkey tonight for 2 weeks, Jamie is leaving for New York tomorrow night for a whole month, Ness is leaving for Shanghai too, and when she's back, she and Betty would have to rush back to Kiwi land on 22 July. So fast! We hardly ever meet up together and perhaps that was why the outing with the girls last night left me feeling nostalgic.

It's lunch in half an hour's time. Only took out my contact lenses at 5.40am this morning after Tian so kindly sent me home after the Germany vs Italy match. I had to soak them for at least 4 hours before putting them into my eyes again and hence wore specs to work - read 'ugly'. Slept for only 2 hours, woke up late for work and had to take a cab to work again (2nd day in a row). France vs Portugal at 3am again tomorow morning, the French better win, because I prefer Zidane to Ronaldo anytime. And I will try so hard not to cab to work tomorrow again, because cabbing to work only means I work for free for my first hour of work, as Tian put it. And talking about cabs I'm so so angry ok! I know with the price hike, cabs in Singapore are still going to be cheaper than those in Italy but still, I'm speaking on behalf of poor students who don't have a fixed income. $2 for peak hour surcharge instead of the usual $1 is a lot more expensive ok! I bet somehow my cab fare to work (for example) will cost up to $8.50 instead of $6.50. No more luxurious cab rides from next week onwards. It's going to be a huge step for me but I shall be disciplined. Tian will have the important job of knocking my head whenever I think of taxis.