What did I do to deserve this?! A whole blog dedicated to me by Evie! I'm so touched I could cry! And all just because I bought her a birthday present. And now I've got a nice fuzzy feeling in the area just below my neck and above my tummy; which I think won't go away for a long long time...
Friendship..the magical thing that Evie waxed lyrical about, and here I am, continuing to go all ga-ga over it. I use to tell one of my oldest friends Cynthia, how incredible she (Cynthia) was, to have put up with me for the last 28-14=14 years! That's a long time to be friends with a person who's not exactly the easiest person to live with! And that's what i'm going to tell Evie, and the rest of my friends too: You're all incredible people, just having put up with me all this while!
The truth be told, I'm actually very bad at developing or maintaining relationships. I often look at people engrossed in their intimate conversations, and I wonder what is it that they have to talk about. I mean, I can prattle on endlessly about superficial and farcical topics; but to get me to engage in serious and meangingful conversations, that is actually a mammoth task for me! It's usually by some fluke that I managed to find people wo were willing to look past the superficial irritating me (as Evie can well verify!), and were willing to be friends with me! The funny thing is, like Evie said, friendships can be made at the weirdest of moments. I realise I tend to be less cynical about friendships and people when people are in trouble, and my heart goes out to them. I've made more friends under these circumstances than in any other. When someone is crying or sad, even the hardest of hearts will thaw and feel for the person. And in these moments, I shed all pretensions and become real. And when 2 people become real, and share their lives, that truly is a magical moment.
Friendship is not like a box of chocolates, as Forrest Gump claims. I prefer to think of it as a pair of seasoned shoes. It may pinch at first when you first wear it, but when your shoes gets seasoned and comfortable, you can walk the entire world in it, and they keep you safe and warm and comfortable. My friends keep me sane. They tell me off when I behave badly. (But first they allow me to relieve stress by behaving badly. THEN they tell me off!) They loan me money when I forget to bring my purse. And they don't get jealous when good things come my way. They believe in me, turning a blind eye to my flaws. And they sincerely want the best things for me, and wish me to be happy. I may not see them all the time, but the great thing is, they don't have to be in my face all the time for me to know that they care about me! That's what true friendship is.
So, thank you Evie for writing about me! Some parts are nasty, especially the retarded picture. But all of it is true. And I guess that represents the Evie-Olivia friendship - it consists of the ugly, the retarded and the nasty, but they're definitely some worthy kodak moments as well!
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