November 20, 2011

  • The Day I had fondue

    A considerably beautiful day considering it is that time of the year again when the weather transitions from Autumn to Winter.

    What better way to spend a gorgeous Saturday afternoon other than catching up with a good friend you haven't seen in a while.

    I have been informed prior, by older ates and kuyas, but I never thought the day would come when the people you are used to seeing everyday in school would be reduced to, occasional get together or none at all. When the latter occurs, it happens subtly, and one does not even recognize the extent of disconnection between you and the other individual until that random day you bumped into each other. This subsequently lead into three basic circumstances: A) small talks B) reconciliation or the very likely option; C) you ignore each other. The last one is sad.

    Funny that, because the other day, I was just thinking of the first girl I befriended when I came to school here. I think the foundation of our friendship was built upon the fact that we were both ESL students at the time. For the first time since ever, I realized that I had left her and traded her for new friends. I feel sincere sadness and deep regret as I blog this. True, we probably would have separated ways comes high school, as we obviously did. She found her own click and I found mine. However, I still feel that my actions were unreasonable. I wonder how my life would have been different had I stayed friends with her. 

     

    sadbummed *sigh

     

    Back to my day then...

     

    Truth be told, I was slightly  hesitant to hang out with KR. I don't really know how to put it in words, but our friendship just happened. We virtually have nothing in common, and this might sound very high school but she was one of those girls that are sociable. And I'm not talking about "popularity" per se, but its something along those lines. Other than the fact that we went on a Europe Trip back in our senior year, I don't really know what keeps her being friends with me since I don't remember being a very entertaining companion. And I don't think it's because she would have lacked company the 2 weeks we were away, we had other peers there whom she was clearly friends with. 

    But for the entire duration, she never once left me. If anything she had integrated me with other people. For that, I will always be grateful. 

    The thing is I've always been that girl who socialize better with adults (ie: parents). I wasn't counted as "one of the boys" because I was virtually a boy with a vagina and very questionable chest size. Though for the most part, I did "hang out" with a group full of people in the same ethnic group, I was unidentifiable in the way that I did not fit into any cliche high school groups/persona etc.  I don't really know where this is going, but my point is that I lack social skills, and today, I very much had a slight fear that the day was going to be spent in an awkward silence. I actually wouldn't have been surprised, nor would I have held it against her had she cancelled with some lame excuse. Seems like a common enough occurrence nowadays anyway. I would have excused her because those people who frequently make plans and cancels are actually closer friends of mine.

    But I suck it up and I'm really glad I did.

    First, we had lunch at Okinomi. A very decent and affordable sushi place near my school. I had warned KR that for the price, the servings are massive. We still went on and ordered two separate meals to plough through. We spent a good 1.5 trying to finish because we hadn't wanted to carry left overs, then I realized that my bag was big enough, or else we would have spent the entire evening there. 

    What follows, as promised, was FONDUE! Neither of us have had fondue other than parties. True, we hardly any space for dessert but since this was what we set out for, and it was still relatively early, we had to go on with it. 

    Fondue chocolate with tea

    I rarely waste food, especially one that I pay for, but within the first few bites, we knew we were done for. We probably would have enjoyed the experience better than we had --and we enjoyed it a lot-  had we not been as full. In the end, we left a few left overs.

    The evening ended relatively early. I had wanted to be home in time to greet daddy's arrival back home.

    He's home now and I have my Tuxedo cake. 

    Life's good

     

    -Elle Are Emm