i'd forgotten how much i love this song.

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According to blog statistics, an average of 15 people read this blog on a daily basis-

(depending on if it's a weekday or weekend)

'like the mundane stuff you wrote' (in somebody else's words).

like what i've said earlier,

and what i always say,

i write to please nobody, nobody besides myself basically,

(which is why there is no tagboard- also because nobody tags anyway)

but there is actually a significant amount of people who bother to read the monologue i publish here for mundane and unpurposeful (yes no such word) purposes?

(who are you, silent readers?)

i can't actually think of reasons why,

but still this greatly amuses me.

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J bought me a rock from Japan.

That was totally it-

he said 'i know you like random stuff'.

(which i can't deny)

friendship is like a clap, and it takes 2 hands to clap, basically.

To me i daresay friends are the second most important thing in the world to me (the first is my mother), and i am fiercely loyal, if not even crazy- if we're friends, i would do anything and everything for you.

i can't recount the times that i've been so pissed with his mia-ing on our friendship and just disappearing into nothingness for months and then suddenly appearing and asking me how i am as if he had always been there- it takes effort and time to maintain a friendship,

it just doesn't work like that, friends don't work like that.

but every time we hang out, it's like we have this really good dynamic, and even if he's talking about some random tech or geek stuff, i just feel really at ease, and i then think back to the first time we met, in 2006, on the first day of hall orientation, and how we clicked and could just talk and it felt really super awesome, and also the time he gave me the life-saving (IMO) phone call when i was in crutches earlier this year and just had the most unluckiest and shittiest day ever, and it's like i'd think

'it's ok, it's not worth losing a friend over these petty things'

so the movie ended, the train reached the stop, and we bade farewell,

he said, something along the lines of 'let's catch up soon again before you fly off to somewhere'

and then i said, something along the lines of

'i'm always here, I've always been, you're the one who has always been MIA.'

Friendship is a little about forgiveness and compromise.

so i compromise, i guess.

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pride myself on being spontaneous but i was still incredibly caught off guard when the Starbucks guy sprang a drink on me (literally) while i was waiting for my latte. He asked if i drink coffee and mumbled something which i didn't really catch because i had been spacing out and not paying attention but his outstretched hand gripping a small cup with a coffee-like liquid presumably meant 'free drink'?

for about 2 seconds i wondered if it was a prank and then half out of embarrassment and half out of trying to be nice i just took it and drank it and trying to recover my pride, asked if it was a new drink, to which he actually looked quite pleased with himself (?) but said 'haha, no.'

and then my latte came (ah!!! pure bliss) and i forgot about everything else.

Except when i left the store all the starbucks baristas said 'BYEBYE!!!!!' and 'MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!' with so much fervor they could have massacred the words-

when i turned my head around (away from my beloved latte) to give a polite smile and to say goodbye, i saw to my relief that the starbucks guy passed his supervisor what seemed like the same liquid, and after he drank it the dude said 'coffee, milk, and vanilla syrup.'

not a prank, after all.

on hindsight,

it actually didn't taste half bad.

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Z said i'm cool, or, in Z's words,

'to us, you're cool'

it kind of made me really happy,

because cool is something i've always wanted to be,

but never was/am?

i always wanted to be one of those aloof cool kids that everybody else wants to be.

in my next life, maybe.

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met S today, had a nice long chat and daim cake (finally!) again.

She almost burst out laughing at my pet peeves (was explaining to her) but of course we were in public, it wouldn't have been the most pretty sight. So i guess not. She just sort of did her raise-eyebrow-shocked face.

In her words, 'this is breakup year'.

not that S and H are anywhere near breaking up (to my relief and also all within my good expectations), but a good number of those people around us have chosen to break up just before 2011 lands upon us-

but in my humble opinion this might not actually be a bad thing

after all,

it's a good, clean, fresh start.

before we parted, one thing S said left an huge impact on me,

and i couldn't/can't help but think that i made the right decision.

well,

looking forward to the good, clean, fresh start.

Hullo, 2011.