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This is the first time I feel like blogging before midnite.

So I was having my take-away Soup Spoon's velvety mushroom soup while trying to watch the first episodes of Drop Dead Diva. Well, I have nothing better to watch since my other TV shows are still on summer holiday -_- Come onnnn... October is nearly winter, you cannot call it 'summer' any longer, man.
Where are you Castle, Fringe, The Mentalist, TVD?? Drop Dead Diva is not really my type.

Okay, where was I?

Oh.. Drop Dead Diva.

So, the opening song for the 5th episodes is Jason Mraz's Lucky. Yep, the one featuring Colbie Caillat.

This song brought me back to early times, when I was an undergrad with nothing much to do. I remember those old times when the most important decision for the day was to decide which movie to watch, Cineleisure or Grand Cathay. Lol.

I'm not saying that I want to go 'turn back time'. As this thought is futile and time-wasting, I also like, no, LOVE, the way I am today.

I love my job. I love my housemates. I love my home. I love my friends. I love my cell and youth group. I love my life. Overall, I think God's blessings is more than what I deserved, beyond my logical thoughts, never seize to amazed me and I believe that much more of them is coming my way :P

Yes, I am lucky.

However, right now, I would like to tell you, why on earth on 8pm on a working day, I could suddenly contemplating on life.
I'm not a philosopher, obviously.
I don't write poems. Well, I do on special occasions... If you know what I mean HAHAHA
I wonder why listening to this old song can bring me such strong nostalgic feeling.

Maybe it has something to do with my best buddies that has left and the one that about to leave soon.

This song reminds me of him.
That time I was quite smitten by him.
I will keep this song on repeat and repeat and repeat until my roommies about to strangle me in my sleep. HAHAHA.
Really lohh I shamefully admit that young girls can be quite stupid, no-brain-stupid, when they have a crush on someone. LOL.
But then we become friends, aren't we?
We helped each other on exams and school matters.
I remember that time when exam's coming and he come to our place to compare on past-exams' answer.
This is one thing that I surely can rely on him : correct answers. Hahahaha.
Time flies. We graduated.
He found a job here faster than anyone else then left me, the-job-seeking-unemployment, alone.
Finally, when I found one for myself, he decided to go resign and go back Jakarta -_-
This one I didn't see it coming, really. Wkwk.

I miss him from time to time.
I miss going to church together and the lunch afterwards.
I miss watching girly movies (which he likes A LOT) together.
I miss teasing him for his fear of horrors and spicy food. LOL.
I even miss his stinginess. LOLOLOL. Once, we're in the school canteen and he drank some stranger's drink that was left out on the table because he thought it was one of ours. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I keep laughing my eyes out remembering that incident.

Right after he left, I feel like taking him for granted.
I mean, I always busy with my things, my girlfriends, stuffs.
I felt secured that he was around, I could meet him anywhere, anytime, well, Singapore is not that bigggg.
But I never get to have that meeting.
Well, that time he's quite busy with his girlfriend as well. Hmmmmm....
But now I keep thinking, maybe if I asked him for lunch/dinner/movie/whatever more often, then I will not miss him this much.
At least I can be a better friend while he's around.
Well, since he is not, I only can pray that for the best job, best girlfriend, best future ahead :)

People say platonic relationship is not exist.
That two person with opposite sex will not stay as friends.
Either they got together, or falling apart.
But honestly, I think we're doing okay, right?



So, other things..
I've told you about my other best-friend that is leaving soon, right?
Yes, my best-friend/ex-roommates/classmates/housemates/colleagues is going back for good this weekend.
Looking back, she is the first person I befriend with in SG.
Do you know when I first met her, she thought I was so rude for laughing when she offered me drinks LOL.
Well, Yostina, I thought you were one weak girlish girl. HAHAHAHAHAHA
Anyway, we were magically placed on 1 tutor group. It's like the most impossible thing at that time.
But then we become more than roommates. We become friends.
It seems unlikely, as we have opposite personality, different family background, different life direction, different destination.
She's a small town girl, I'm from the overly congested Jakarta.  
Through thick and thin of uni life to the jungle of working life.
She's seen me at my worst.
When I cried my heart out everyday over childhood lover, over family problems.
Amazingly she can stand my stubbornness, my critics on small things, my whining over unimportant matters.

Well, I know from the start that we're going to separate ways sooner or later.
We have different dreams for our future, don't we?

We were 2 girls when we first met. But we are 2 young ladies when we part.
I've learned so much from her. Hopefully she learn something from me as well :D
If I have to write the 4 years that we spent together, the ups and downs and other adventures, I bet I can write more volumes that Detective Conan's. Lol.
To cut things short, she is one of the biggest blessings God's given to me.
If by God's will we met, then by His will also, we part.
One thing for sure, best friends forever.


XOXO
Keke



P.S. Please don't cry on the airport. Then I'll cry too and later I have to take MRT with red bulging eyes and runny nose. LOL



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