An Ode to Them Boys

I woke up this morning with a strong sense of longing for the past and that, my friends, is not healthy. I'm guessing what triggered this was when I returned to school yesterday to clean up my work area. I didn't feel sad, that at the end of the year, the clean up will be permanent. No, that was not what that got me feeling blue. In fact, I started to wonder about Them Boys and I actually started to miss them. More so than before.

The promises of keeping in touch and meeting up during the holidays... well you know, weren't kept but it takes two hands to clap, no? I miss our outings because we are all so comfortable around one another and so accepting of each other. I've never witnessed such maturity and compassion and I'm both proud and thankful to have been part of their formative growing up years.

I cannot deny that they are very special to me; after all, they're my first batch and it is 3 years of friendship. What strikes me the most is that the rapport which I have with them supercedes that of those which I have with other batches. I find this fact very odd indeed. The one and a half years together were definitely when our friendship was the strongest. We met up so often and we went through so much; I'm sure that strengthened the relationship. The majority of my fondest memories those years include them. That says alot, doesn't it?

Imagine, it all started over a deck of Duel Master cards. It was an event I unwillingly accepted to coordinate. I was bored baby-sitting them at VC Theatre and enquired what the game was about. The rest as they say is history. I can recall the series of events so vividly as though it happened only recently albeit it being 3 years ago. Like I said, Them Boys formed my most memorable memories back then.

We occasionally chat, sms and have bumped into each other on the streets but I long for a planned outing to relive those memories. I hope I'm not the only one in the group that feels that way though.

Well, you know what I am going to do, right? Open my box and rummage through the gifts, notes and what-nots from them. Heh. I'm so predictable. What's my moral here? Cherish the friendships of those whom you hold close to your heart. Try your best not to let squabbles strain the relationship. Remember to always be understanding and compassionate. One day, they might not be a part of your life anymore.