Best Friends

I was at Ananthi's birthday party last Sunday, and I've got to say that, WOW... it's the most grand 21st Birthday Party I've ever been to man!! I was looking forward to some kind of SIT Club Reunion at the same time, but with Nigel having his obligations as DO, and Sivanesan Flying Aeroplane, the table was quite empty with just Gen, Anand, Farihah and Me.....

One by one, they all left... Anand was down with a running nose, Farihah has to attend to something (should have pulled my ears to hear more...), and .... Gen and I combined tables with Jason and company.... and after a while, Gen had to reach home early.... leaving me a bit stunned...

Time gets really precious when you grow older? Or is it the fact that you realise it until later?

Suddenly, when I got a 22 Day MC, and finally the time gets into my hand, I read blogs, even though that I lost contact with a long long time...

Things all happened so fast, and they just passed by without my knowledge.... It's so sad.... if I was at least there to make a difference... but I can only give an ear...

I cannot completely understand my friends...

But I digress....

It gets real weird, when Farihah says that I've mellowed down / stopped talking too much... I guess it got into a habit... Yes... last time I was quite a whore at talking, and I still do... well at times... Auto-censoring starts to kick in sometimes, when I feel that the level of sensitivity gets high... either that, or I feel that whatever comes out of my mouth is nothing of interest, and even worse, annoy some people...

That's when I start to shut up....

Army talk is finally getting interesting.... there seems to be people that I can talk with, someone I can confide in... I hope.. haha! And who can forget the wonderful imitations made on the Regulars who make such a big fuss out of nothing? Or making fun of people whose NSF pay and vocation is the same, yet sits in the office and complains about his girlfriend-to-be all day? hahaha... My world can be getting really sadistic it seems....

But I digress yet again...

The whole Indian tradition of the birthday party (although my friend says that feeding of the cake to next of kins is just a affection of love, not a tradition ) was an eyeopener, and although Indians love to dance... Di (tee hee hee) can be quite SHY at the start....

Well... Ananthi made a lot of speeches (oh come on, it's her day right!) and when she came to acknowledging friends and her best friend for making the birthday venue decorations a blast, I start wondering to myself...

Do I have a best friend?

I really don't know.

From small, til now, I've had lots of friends, lots of acquaintances from having such a variety of social circles... Yet I don't have friends that I can always call, to condide in all the problems that I have, gossip about all the shit that happened, to feel happy doing things with...

But I guess that's just impossible to ask... because I think if that kind of thing happens, I'll be in a freaking relationship, and that's freaking impossible for me...

But do I have a best friend?

Maybe I do... Maybe... I don't....