Living in a small town makes you take certain things for granted and I think one of the things I never really appreciated as much as I should've is my friends. I've known most of my friends for at least 5 years and my long time friend has been with me for 11 years now. We've all spent our days in secondary school, sometimes playing around but occasionally lending a shoulder to cry on. It's probably because I've spent practically everyday with them that I had come to take my time with them for granted by the time SPM ended. After that, I probably met up with my friends once or twice a week.
At the same time, my 62 year old father had been reuniting with old friends from days long past. As they talk about the good ol' days, I see his eyes light up. Seeing him look so nostalgic and sentimental seeing them again, I wondered to myself will I too one day come to miss these idiotic friends of mine as much as he does? Every time I thought about it, I kinda teared up. Who will I talk bout the latest anime or manga with? Who should I test my lame jokes on? Who will I have heated debates with? Will we inevitably grow apart? Will we forget all about each other and all these memories? Will there come a day when we will lose the chance to ever meet them again in this lifetime?
I met up with them as much as I could, outing after outing went by until it finally came to the last one before I had to leave for university in the US. As time raced past and the end of the outing came closer, I thought to myself, "Oh my god, I'm actually gonna miss these idiots".
Now, me and my friends aren't very sentimental kind of people, so we just threw around a bunch of jokes and on the plane I went. There was no send off or anything but I liked it that way. It meant that this wouldn't be the last time they would see me.
After getting to the US, I made new friends but whenever friends from home tagged me in posts on Facebook it still made me feel happy. It gave me the satisfaction in knowing that no matter how far apart we were, we would always be friends.
The moral of the story is appreciate the time you have to spend with your friends cause you're going to miss them. To any of my friends that might read this, I know I may get on your nerves sometimes, do things that you don't like or said something insensitive and for that I apologise. I really love hanging out with you guys and I'm really glad we met.
