People who made a difference.... and nearly forgotten..

I'm painting my room tomorrow but what I really mean is, my room is going for a makeover. Less storage space and more walking space. With all the idea I have in mind and am about to execute, it's as if I'm trying to create my own space. If I could create a studio out of my room I would. Wonder if this is a desperate call. Anyhow, that's not the idea of this blog.

Previously we had 1 study desk, 1 huge computer table, 2 little cabinets and 1 book cabinet. I'm removing all of them to put on shelves. That's it. Shelves. All junks should go. Or that's what I thought until now. I've finished packing my whole room, and the living room is now full of my stuff. All because the painter is coming in tomorrow to paint the few rooms in our house including mine. All furnitures that are going out of my room tonight will not be going back in again, so I had to make decisions on what stuff to throw and what to keep. After all when 2007 comes, I will have 20% storage as compared to what I had before. Most things must go. Including letters and cards that were given or sent to me by my dear friends... And which after reading, I had to shed some tears... After all they were good memories.

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Looking back, most came from Wei Ching... Most from her days in Oklahoma. One even from the San Diego Zoo.. a postcard of a smiling dolphin. If it wasn't a birthday card, it was a 'thinking of you' card. Such a dear dear friend of mine she is.

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Then there were Christmas and birthday cards from Siok Pei.. Having her birthday close to mine, she never fails to remember mine. And there will always be a card at the very least. Me? Sometimes I just forget her birthday altogether. I am forgetful. It's a known fact. But to forget a friend's birthday is unacceptable. And I'm sure I forgot hers this year cause I had a farewell dinner for myself on her birthday. I'm a prick I know. Did I mention that some birthday cards from her were from high school days too? Although, I am glad that she is now a colleague of mine. Me being bad at keeping up with friends, she's one of the few schoolmates I keep in touch with. Strange but we've known each other for 18 years, and even after having class changes so many times in primary and secondary, we never did end up in the same class.

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And then there were also the birthday cards from Mei Suet. We started becoming friend back in Form 2 when we sat together in class. Being thrown from different class the year before to a whole new class, we figured it would be wise to stick together. That was 11 years ago. But of course we were acquaintance since 18 years ago from primary days. I must say, a lot has change since the first year when we really got to know each other. All for the better.

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Then there were birthday cards from Australia. All from Angeline Yim, Jolene and Niki.

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Niki was more because I demanded for a card and he of course wouldn't make me forget that I demanded for the card. :P Although I must say I attended more of his b'day parties than he of mine. Dude, you gotta one fine day come for mine you know that. And make it 2007.

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Jolene , of course because I reminded her it was my birthday.. Nowdays, she's too busy to even answer my call. hmmmm

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Angeline would remember. And I'm grateful for that fact. We barely meet these days, after all, there's only 2 days a week which we don't work of which most of the hours are spent sleeping. Still, we do meet when we can. Perhaps even this weekend.. If I get the wedding invitation which she is going for too.

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Then there were letters from my penpals... Funniest is Othman, my first and longest net friend. Morrocan origin, studied in Belgium when we first knew each other and now working in Brighton. Wrote me a letter and a postcard when he was back in Morocco and well, I was 15 then, and I remember the letter was darn funny. Now, seeing each other on webcam after 10 yrs, it can be awkward sometimes but mostly I'm grateful that we're still in touch after 10 years although it's rare that we chat online now.

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Then there were friends who mattered... Who's now someway on the line of being forgotten. Many times I wish I could call them up and say hello or to meet up for a drink... But when I start to think about the kind of conversation we will have... It puts me away. And I tell myself, why meet up with so called friends to be insulted? Or have uncomfortable conversations? Might as well sleep the day away. I'm not very good with friends, that I must say....

*This post has been in draft for a week now.. time to post..