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Thursday, July 20, 2006

Friends, Friendship

Posted by YC

Hmm, I was reading Ryan's post and it reminded me of year 2004, the year on which WOOT was "founded".

SJ is not where I grew up. I was born in KL, went to primary school and secondary school in Cheras and shifted to SJ just before I started Form Six, year 1999 - 2000.

I met a group of great people during my Form Six years. A number of events happened as well, and it's the most memorable period of time in my life, so far. I got to know new people, interesting people, nice people, and a group of close friends of whom their friendship I truly cherish. There were five of us who have come together for masa rehat at the canteen, going to birthday celebrations together, and not forgetting, catching butterflies at the park for our Bio project as a team (and also lost our appetite together when dissecting the rat).

When we completed Form Six, it's time to move on and we go different ways. I had a tough time deciding what to do and where to go. A twist of events just before my STPM changed the course of my directions and I was lost for a moment. My friends seemed to be so decided, so sure of their next step.

I made up my mind when it's time to do so, and I tried to move on. It was hard. I missed the comfortable circle of friends so much. I missed the sense of "togetherness" which we have developed as we get to trust each other. I missed the laughter, the jokes, the sincere friendship. Nevertheless time and tide waits for no one. I have to move on.

One by one, they left. Started with US, then Australia, and then Canada. There were only 2 of us who stayed put here. We moved on, but along the way I admit that I have not consciously and consistently made the effort to keep the friendship. We lost touch.

When YX left for Canada, God did not leave me to be on my own, in the spiritual sense, because He knows that I was not strong enough yet. He brought me friends... WOOT.

God knows best, on everything. Being human, we will wonder, ponder, worry; we plan, we protect, we revise our plans. But whatever we do, however we feel, wherever we are, bear in mind Psalm 147.

It was not right for me to not care more. I realize that now, which means I have double up the effort to mend those holes which I have contributed in making.

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