on his way out
last night i went to the pool club with rafa and juanito… it was sorta nice having something to do since i’m trying to stay away from gym night (my ankle is outta commission again!!), but mostly, i went just to hang out with rafa a li’l bit.
see, i read his post the other day, and i was wondering what that meant… and i knew i’d have to find out in person. it turns out he’s moving to oregon… go figure… i finally have some friends (kat) moving back to town, and now other ones are leaving. hmmm… how weird =/ anyways.... there wasn’t a big to-do about him leaving, no ‘i’ll miss you’ or anything else like that. i did ask if he was gonna have a going away shindig, which he isn’t, and i said we should hang out sometime again before he takes off… but that was about it. no fuss. i guess it’s just one of those things i’m getting used to - that my friends aren’t necessarily the people who live in the same town as me or who i will see in my weekly activities… but instead, my friends are those (who happen to be spread all over the world) who have helped me discover who i am.
even though we played many games (i won the first two and the last two, and played cutthroat and a few other games in between) it would seem we spent more time picking music on the jukebox and talking than actually playing. a li’l bit o’ life plans, a li’l bit o’ relationship talk, and of course, a li’l bit of rafalosophy. he thinks i was doggin’ him last time cuz of what i posted, but even tho i might tease him about his delivery style of jamming it down our throats, i still enjoy conversations like these with my friends. i like it when my friends theorize on the best way to live a full life, partly because i’m looking for them to share their wisdom, but also just because i know that they’re honest with me, and they’ll tell me exactly what they think of what i’m doing with my life, whether it’s good or bad. whether it’s late night roomie talks with kat, 2am phone calls with ching, the occasional visit with rafa, driving ‘round loma linda with alan, or weekends with merv, and emails/blog comments with several other close friends, i know that each of them has their own style of keeping me in check, and i do my part with them to keep ‘em honest to what they’ve told me they wanna be.
i guess this is the part of friendship that i’m talking about… the part where we stay friends through thick and through thin, where it’s not all fun and games and hanging out with each other, but tackling the larger issues of life, knowing that they’ve got my back. these are the people i can count on, no matter how long it’s been since i’ve seen any particular one of them.... they’re the ones i was talking about… the ones i said i get excited when i see that they’re calling me =) i’m willing to open my life up to them for scrutiny and harsh criticism, and yes, they can be WAY hard on me sometimes… no, i’m not talking about rafa last night, i’m just talking about my friends in general. when there are so many people in my life, why do i choose to open up to them? especially when i know they’ll give me their brutal honest opinion? i guess i could say i appreciate that they’re willing to spend the time and energy evaluating my situations and helping me think about what i’m doing, instead of letting me do whatever… and, even though it might be tough on me, there’s a sense of security i have knowing that while they might not approve of what i’m doing, they love me all the same. and we’ve weathered the storms together, and our friendship holds true.
what more could you want?
Friends through thick and thin. :D
Love ya, Kimi!
Posted by kat on 11/11 at 09:17 AMWow, that was a great post. I love your writing style, I often find myself laughing out loud, because you seem to make me feel like I am right there with you listening to your stories
. I love ya!
Sarah
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