Some things don't change.
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rdm_ationThe other day, I went to a book shop with a friend. We discovered it had a sliding ladder so you could get to the top shelves. I asked my friend "Is it sad that I immediately think of Beauty and the Beast?" She responded with "I think of Ollivander's." She wins. MLIA.
.... That actually happened... I love us.
Silliness aside, I've been thinking about a few of my friendships. In particular the differences between 'old' and 'new' ones.
Let me go back a while. About 18 months ago one of my best friends, E, (I had two at that point) left my church, without giving me any warning that her family would do so. I was pretty cut up about that, because of the lack of warning. Looking back, I realise how hard it must have been for her as well (hindsight is a wonderful thing). Anyway, that friendship changed when she left. We swore it wouldn't, but I knew better. We were no longer as close - both in that we never saw each other, and I guess I was too hurt to make much of an effort.
Why am I talking about all this? Because nearly two weeks ago I got a phone call that I couldn't handle. My brain just shut down, and I had no idea what to do or say or anything. And you know the first thing I did? I text E. I didn't say much. Just asked her to pray. At that point, I couldn't even do that. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I knew I could still rely on her. I'm glad that's still true, and that some things don't change.
On the other end of the spectrum, I'm slowly realising that I make close friends pretty quickly. I might be shy when you first meet me, but that can change fairly fast. Take C, for instance. We were *both* pretty quiet and nervous in orientation - but we soon discovered a mutual love for all things Disney, and things kind of took off from there. I'd probably say she's one of my closest friends right at this moment. It's pretty damn awesome! The fact that I actually want (in the wishful thinking part of my brain) to move out of home and rent a place with her should tell you something about that friendship.
On another note, I just realised something pretty scary.
I have 5 (teaching) weeks left of this semester. Shortly afterwards, exams start. This is freaking me out for a few of reasons:
I don't know what pieces I'm doing for my practical exam.
We haven't started rehearsing 2 out of 3 pieces for our ensemble exam.
I have done no study for history, apart from half-heartedly listening to some of the pieces.
I've done barely anything for musicianship.
*runs around in panicky circles*
(At least I know I'll be fine in keyboard and aural. Phew.)
Yet, I am still on here, blogging - instead of actually doing some study. Go figure.
.... That actually happened... I love us.
Silliness aside, I've been thinking about a few of my friendships. In particular the differences between 'old' and 'new' ones.
Let me go back a while. About 18 months ago one of my best friends, E, (I had two at that point) left my church, without giving me any warning that her family would do so. I was pretty cut up about that, because of the lack of warning. Looking back, I realise how hard it must have been for her as well (hindsight is a wonderful thing). Anyway, that friendship changed when she left. We swore it wouldn't, but I knew better. We were no longer as close - both in that we never saw each other, and I guess I was too hurt to make much of an effort.
Why am I talking about all this? Because nearly two weeks ago I got a phone call that I couldn't handle. My brain just shut down, and I had no idea what to do or say or anything. And you know the first thing I did? I text E. I didn't say much. Just asked her to pray. At that point, I couldn't even do that. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I knew I could still rely on her. I'm glad that's still true, and that some things don't change.
On the other end of the spectrum, I'm slowly realising that I make close friends pretty quickly. I might be shy when you first meet me, but that can change fairly fast. Take C, for instance. We were *both* pretty quiet and nervous in orientation - but we soon discovered a mutual love for all things Disney, and things kind of took off from there. I'd probably say she's one of my closest friends right at this moment. It's pretty damn awesome! The fact that I actually want (in the wishful thinking part of my brain) to move out of home and rent a place with her should tell you something about that friendship.
On another note, I just realised something pretty scary.
I have 5 (teaching) weeks left of this semester. Shortly afterwards, exams start. This is freaking me out for a few of reasons:
I don't know what pieces I'm doing for my practical exam.
We haven't started rehearsing 2 out of 3 pieces for our ensemble exam.
I have done no study for history, apart from half-heartedly listening to some of the pieces.
I've done barely anything for musicianship.
*runs around in panicky circles*
(At least I know I'll be fine in keyboard and aural. Phew.)
Yet, I am still on here, blogging - instead of actually doing some study. Go figure.
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Date: 2009-09-12 03:18 am (UTC)I LOVE THAT MLIA
Also, I'm glad you've reached that point with E. I know how tough it was for you. *cuddles*
That's pretty awesome. You're the opposite to me like that- It takes ages for me to properly warm up to people. hah.
How fast has this semester gone?!?!!? Whaaaat?
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Date: 2009-09-12 06:51 am (UTC)I'm glad too.
Aha I know. I'm happy you did warm up to me though =]
Sometimes I think I trust too easily though.
More like how fast has this *year* gone...
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Date: 2009-09-12 06:52 am (UTC)Touché. Nearly year 2...what?