Tag: Friends

Till the day we meet again…

In my heart is where I’ll keep you, friend.

I am glad that I have great friends whom I can rely on, trust, have fun with, and pour my heart out to. You know who you are. Over the years I have met many people and have made many friends in the process, especially during my travels. I have also lost many friends over the years because I do not see them anymore and I gradually talked less to them as time passed. All I am left with are memories of the times we spent together, and that’s really all I can ask for and need. I know that real friendship can endure distance and time but one has to work at it, just like love. Perfect relationships do not simply exist without effort, period. Falling in love is easy; I fall in love all the time. Maintaining and keeping the relationship and love going is hard. The concept of soul mates is utopian, I don’t care how much you think s/he is “the one,” how much you are alike, how good you/he/she is in bed, or how you can finish each others’ sentences: Only with time and effort will a relationship last. And, I stick by that. If the relationship does not work, do not blame yourself or your “significant other”: Live, Laugh, Love, Learn, Let go, and MOVE ON.

Why do all good things come to an end…?

Flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things come to an end? –> Great song by Nelly Furtado.

My good friend Andrew is leaving to go back to Atlanta in the next 8 hours or so. We had a great farewell party for him and also mixed with a birthday party for Julia and I. Bidding goodbye is the hardest thing to do. Time doesn’t really have much to do with how good a friendship is. It’s all in the moment. I’ve made great friends from knowing them for only a weekend, a month, a semester, to friends I’ve known since I was little. It’s all about connections, common grounds, and always a little bit of fate. When we think about how small this world really is, it’s destined, in a way, that certain people cross paths. Two people from different corners of the world with completely different backgrounds end up doing the same thing in the same place at the same time.

This world of ours is definitely a wonder. I mean, I never thought I would be here in Costa Rica teaching English. How did I end up here? What if things were different? What if I never moved to the US? I always try to imagine what it would be like. Maybe in another parallel universe, there’s another me that never left Hong Kong. Speaking of the universe, check this article out.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is I’ve bid a lot of goodbyes. I’ve been to 2 different elementary schools, 2 different middle schools, and three different universities. Some of the friends I completely lost contact with, others are scattered all over the world. It’s probable but unlikely that I’ll see many of them again. With the new age of the internet and social networks, keeping in touch is very easy, but different. Sure, we know how our friends are doing, what they’re up to, etc. but it’s different when we actually hang out with them, go out, have fun, and whatnot.

It’s sad to say goodbye, but we have to keep moving on. Just remember all the good times and bad, all the tears and joy, ups and downs. Treasure the memories and experiences that define you. Use it as strength to continue on with life. That’s how I always feel. Feels like I’ve been here forever, but it’s only been a month. Next thing you know, it’s time to leave. At first, it’s sad, then you feel glad to have made all these friends, and after you’re optimistic about encountering them again, and in the blink of an eye, you’re taking deep breaths and looking ahead, looking out the plane window or bus or whatever kind of transportation remembering all the incidents and such. Then smiling, then eyes get watery, then the guy/girl sitting next to you starts to eye you like you’re loco. That’s how it always is, for me anyway.

With that, this entry has come to an end. I’m heading to bed…it’s 6 in the damn morning…damn.