Tuesday, May 29, 2007

splitter: my great old friend

i wish i hadn't eaten that chicken cutlet on saturday. den i would have been able to speak normally, considering that i went out with a great old friend today.

there were a couple of sweet gestures right from the moment we met. he gave me that welcome hug, which i was pretty much a little taken aback to respond to it. after all it had been almost nine months since we last met. then he passed me a packet of strepsils to aid my voice recovery. he must have bought it before he met me. he's still the same old sweet person.

as we skidded around town aimlessly, feasting on ice-cream and dessert (only i did), it was mildly nostalgic. just like the couple of previous outings that we had together. he seemed to be tired, and a little emo (perhaps?), probably from all his final year projects and watnot. i was tired too, but it was because i stayed up to watch tennis. apparently, his life's quite hectic as well.

along the way, we just talked. i spoke about my NS life, my fiasco with glacius and related associates, and he seemed a little daunted by the tough times ahead. how could i reassure him, i wondered. he teased me about my glacius issue, which i gladly avoided. but i feel zero inhibition sharing these with him. he's like... equally approachable after so long. it just seem as though little has changed between us, although we may not be thoroughly updated with one another's lives constantly.

he looked skinnier, and i hope i do too. he's probably a little different in the sense that he's more mature. as for me, im sure my perspective on certain things have changed as well. our wishlists and priorities have changed too. he's probably looked a tad taller, and me, a tad shorter. in just a few months, we have gotten quite a fair bit older.

come dinnertime, i ate. he just watch me eat. he had this voracious appetite in the past, but it seemed to have subsided a lot. i didn't wanna force food down his throat even though i feel terribly uncomfortable being the only one eating. it just seemed as though i have missed out a fair bit in his life. (e previous statement's a fact.) we continued our wonderful conversation under the sunset. before long, it was time to move along, taking our separate journeys home. this time he gave me another farewell hug, which i gladly obliged. i did feel the sincerity and the warmth.

hmm. i guess i really missed him more than i thought i did. he was a good friend. he still is.

haha. maybe reading this will *shudders* make him feel touched or something. anw if he's reading this, just wanna say, thanks for everything. =)
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moved along at 12:03 AM
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