Growing an Old Friend

I do enjoy meeting people. Meeting my girlfriends. Stay up late for a chit chat. But I love my room and the “ME” time of mine even more.

I’d given my portion for social life and for my own life. When I need to step back I will step back. I know my limit. That’s why when my friends here decided to rent a house together I knew that it was the time when I need to drag myself from this so called socialization kind of thing. I know myself better than anyone. Selfish-less care-comments a lot-temperamental-sensitive-hygiene freak sometimes-messy for the whole time-kind of individual. There are times when I can’t deal with my own self. So how could I expect someone who I just knew for couple of months to deal with my strange behavior for 24/7?

I don’t do friends maintenance. I forget almost all of my friends’ birthday –some even bother to remind me to say happy birthday to them the day before their birthday…but ya’ll do know that I do love you right? I just forget :p–, even when they have special date such as January 1^st –I even almost forget my mom’s birthday for God sake– So my friendship has its own time limit. I make friends only when I am on the timeline. After I finish elementary school I leave my elementary school friends or so called best friends behind. And so on. So when there are friends I still have now from the timeline before today that’s what I call God’s mercy. I still have someone who’s still willing to hear my unstoppable mouth and they are still stick with me. And the fact that I don’t wanna let them go it’s because I don’t wanna lose these unbelievable creatures who can accept me for who I am and who can be accepted by me for who they are.

This timeline I’m living right now is full of magic. I am surrounded by the most loving human being I have ever met in my entire life. They work in the same office. They live under the same roof. Sometimes they eat in the same restaurant. They hang out in the same spot. It’s like they’re married to each other –they are all guys by the way– They take care of each other. Someone’s matter is everybody’s matter. It is amusing watching this brotherhood. Really make you wish you could have that kind of thing.

     

    God is having plan for every path we’re on. We all notice it. And I know that this is one of them. God probably starts to feel that He needs to re-polish my humanity side. To be surrounded by this people really does make me less alien than before. I welcome guests in my room on holiday. And I enjoyed it. I even welcome a girlfriend who wants to spend her weekend –and by this I mean half Friday, whole Saturday and half Sunday– in my room. This is normal right? But normally…….I don’t do this.

    As my best friend says that there are categories for friends: (I’ve mixed this with my own formula)

1. When they are sacrificing their time and ears to hear your never-ending stories with unconditional love –by this I mean no sighing……*ok fine!! And no eyes rolling, viewpoint changing or looking at my finger and toe nails (yes I note it girl! Thank you very much)–, then they are best friends.
2. When they brighten your gloomy working hours but you only want to be around them on working hours only; then it is obvious that they are a co-worker. –a quite nice one–
3. When they start to make the words ‘PLIS DEH!!’ cross our brain but they are still needed to meet your quota so you can get lower price for a holiday package then a ‘just common friends‘ category they are.
4. When they start to talk and make all eyes and ears not on you anymore then they just made them self downgraded into an ‘I don’t like her!’ category. –Why it’s always her?–
5. When they starts to talk crap and sweating about something that irritating you –yes this includes writing pain in the ass statuses on social networks– then they just made them self included into the lowest level as just ‘someone I knew from the past’ category.

I know these people here know no friends category. But their friendship also knows no timeline. And I learnt that that’s exactly a factor that put more color to your life.

From an out of nowhere place I never thought I would find such a warm feeling this way. I found a new girlfriend and a guyfriend here. And surprisingly I can share any stories with these newcomers in my life. So now, I have a far far away and a walking distance girlfriends and guyfriend to listen to every thought and stories of mine with a look of their eyes that says ‘I know what you’ve been through girl!’ and that really means a lot. And that also feel PEACEFUL.

-Maria-

When I Say 'A' He Says 'Z'

He’s tall and dark. I am not tall and definitely not dark :p

He is plain. I am sometimes dramatic but normally over-dramatic.

He sings. Trust me I don’t.

He cooks. I almost cook.

He’s tidy. I’m a mess.

He cares about people and by this I mean A LOT. I do too if you define people as: me, myself and myself.

He enjoys nature. I enjoy discounts hunting in a NOT NATURE building called mall.

I want to have lunch. He would have ‘I’ll skip lunch ‘cos I’m in the middle of a game war’ on his mind.

I give standing applause to a cute portable scissor I found on the internet. He would look at me and say ‘You gotta be kidding me!!’

I would pick sleep all day on Sunday. He would drag me out of my room and say ‘let’s cook something!’

I loooooooooooveee supermarket. He only visits it when he needs to buy something NEEDED ONLY!!

I curse anyone who hates gossips. He would look at me during my gossip time with ‘It’s not good for your mental’ kind of look. –Then yes I do curse him–

Speaking of enthusiasm in life. He’s dynamite. I am just a small-tiny-bonfire.

When it comes to sport. He’s a newborn. And I’m just a post-retired athlete.

In the kitchen?...........Let’s skip this question shall we?

 

Mind to help me find any and I mean any single thing both of us have in common?

When I choose white he would pick black. When I count 2 he counts 4. When I want east he has northwest on his mind. But when I say that I am happy now; he says “me too”.

*THERE!!! Finally I’ve found something we have in common.

-M-

Drama Upil

So I never get along with the earth creature named children. Staying exactly in the same room without having direct interaction with them for half an hour is an achievement. Staying with them in the same room with direct interaction for 5 minutes is a victory.

I have cousins, small-tiny-little-never stops moving-cry a lot-cousins. And it was literally fun to be around. But then it feels like there always be a referee who will blow the whistle and say ‘Time’s up!! It’s 5 minutes already’

So anyway, I never knew how to use my brain to find words to speak to them. I never even knew how to move any muscle in my eyebrow, my lips, my cheekbone, and my eyes so they can be children friendly.

Before today, I hang out with bunch of girlfriends with babies but minus their babies if you know what I’m saying. Here, I need to get along with girl co-workers AND guy co-workers with babies PLUS their babies.

So this drama begins..

Waktu itu kayaknya hari Sabtu deh, soalnya kami berencana berenang bareng. Pas ada long weekend tu, dimana semua temen-temen gw yang bujangan pada pulang kampung. Tinggalah gw dan para ibu-ibu muda ini. Janjian jam 8, gw? Baru bangun jam 8 lebih seperempat. Trus ke tempat temen gw dan mesti nunggu dia sarapan dan ngurusin si dedek dulu. Jam 9 kami baru berangkat dan langsung kepikiran kayaknya olahraga berenang kami kali ini udah sepaket ama layanan tanning paksa.

Anaknya lucu cuman seperti biasa gw gak pernah bisa jadi favorit para anak-anak ini. Gak bisa tiba-tiba memasang tampang excited seperti halnya  waktu gw melihat papan besar bertuliskan 70% DISCOUNT saat melihat ada anak kecil dari kejauhan yang lagi digendong emaknya. Biasanya si yang gw sapa ya mamanya (klo gw kenal), dan biasanya lagi klo ada anak kecil yang berjalan mengarah ke gw dari jauh atau ketangkap mata lagi ngeliatin gw biasanya gw langsung pura-pura nggak liat. Daripada mesti senyum-senyum gak jelas sampe gigi kering gara-gara ngeladenin tu anak kecil yang gw heran selalu staring at something for at least 4 or 5 minutes.

Nah seinget gw waktu itu posisi gw menunggu adalah ngelesot di kasur depan nyaris terlelap karena harusnya hari sabtu tu semua saraf-saraf yang mendukung gw bangun pagi udah di switch off. Tiba-tiba terdengarlah teriakan si dedek….’Tanteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…’ dan kayaknya yang layak dipanggil tante saat itu cuman gw si. Gak mungkin si pembantu naik derajat pemanggilan jadi tante, atau mamanya yang turun derajat pemanggilan. Langsung spontan gw bangun dengan semangat bukan 45 juga si…jarang-jarang gw jadi pusat perhatian anak kecil –meski sebenernya agak berat hati menerima panggilan tante itu…tapi karena nature ‘teman mama’ selalu dipanggil tante…yaudin lah–.

Anyway…lanjuuutttt…pas gw nengok sambil mengibaskan rambut dengan gerakan slow motion dan dahi mengernyit cantik seperti halnya di sinetron saat sang pemeran utama ketemu saudara kembar yang dia tidak pernah tau keberadaannya sebelumnya di tengah pasar … tampaklah itu adegan si dedek berlari ke arah gw sambil tangan kanan terjulur ke depan seperti atlet lari marathon yang sedang membawa obor Olimpiade. Dalam hati gw girang banget ‘buseeeettt bukan hanya dia manggil gw tapi ni bocah mau kasih gw sesuatuuuuuuuu…MEEEJJJIIIIKKKK!!!’

Karena gw gak pakek kacamata jadi agak bolor mata gw…barang segede upil di tangan dia beneran masih belum kelihatan jelas. Makin dekat dia berlari masih belum kelihatan juga…akhirnya gw gak sabar buat teriak nanya ke dia seraya menyambutnya dalam pelukan. Dan dia menjawab ‘Ini tanteeee…upilku!!!’ HELL TO THE NO!! Barang segede upil di tangannya tadi itu…………..ternyata memang UPIL. Langsung lemes, dan gw langsung melipat tangan yang sudah gw kembangkan untuk memeluknya tadi. Untung ni bocah rem-nya pakem. Muka suram meski tak sesuram muka gw semalem sewaktu menemukan DVD Player gw (baca: satu-satunya hiburan yang gw miliki) rusak…..sambil menjawab ‘ih sumpe de…klo cuman upil mah tante juga punya’.

So as the wise man said ‘You pay monkey, you get monkey’ so when I pay no attention to children then they will pay me ‘THAT MUCH’ also.

Now I really do enjoy being around children. My 5 minutes limitation? Make it double now. I do enjoy babysit them in the swimming pool while their mom is having shower (this happen once but trust me this will sound like a miracle from heaven to everyone who know me watching me doing that). It’s not that I hate children; I love them. I do. But I’d love them more when they’re not around. I do always enjoy buying cute things for them though. And I always amazed by things they’re able to do. But I’m amazed more than ever that those guy co-workers I’ve mentioned before loooooovvveeeeee children A LOT. Then this children tenses shift of mine had suddenly occurred.

My Children Tenses	Reason	Caution
Before Today :	When I don’t get attention from children because they pay more attention to my other friend	Thank God I’m apart from the obligation of looking after them.
After Today :		I AM jealous.

So kids…I’ve changed the sign on my forehead from BEWARE to ALMOST CHILDREN FRIENDLY. So enjoy! Ha ha..

The Almost Children Friendly

-M-