All I can say is that, I’m sorry we couldn’t keep pace.
To describe this semester is hard. It’s not exactly hectic but I’m exhausted. Eventful but not all happy endings.
Some people say it’s advice, some people say it’s meddling, it’s a thin line actually and has to be done with sincerity and precision.
Some people are born listener and others, not so much but you learn to work with it. Everyone is searching for the best advice and most people have someone to turn to. But for me, I don’t have the luxury of having that someone. Everyone around me is so self aborbed that none care about what I have to say. No one asks. That is untile I met Prema, a mild mannered ex housemate that I was fortunate to have. Everytime I’m stucked in a sticky predicament, she says the right things; it might not have been a fantastic piece of advice but it always made me feel better. This semester, she’s leaving for Newcastle and before she left she came all the way to meet me to have a light chat over lunch. It’s probably the highlight of the semester.
It’s a pity we wont be in the same place and frankly, it is harder to stay in touch. But she’s one of the few that is worthy of a long distance friendship. Without her, my last few years would have been too miserable to imagine.
Staying in touch with a friend is not my strong suit, and I dont know why but I’ll try. But once it’s lost, it’s hard to trace back to it’s previous glory.
=) Back to my books.
Cheers!
