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Tuesday, April 13, 2004

So, while I was just about to start onto a mini chit chat with a friend of mine, within less than 2mins of our ‘conversation’, she turns around saying that, she’s a bit ‘off’ today, and isn’t too much of a happy mood, and not to take any outburst personally, should it happen. Well, of course, I’m going to do the smart thing of staying clear of her for today, and let her be, cos that seems to be what she wants.
Thinking deeper, when should we ‘stay clear’ of friends, and when should we not? What I mean is, when a friend is down and out, in the pits of despair, though they are determined to be left alone, as their friend, is leaving them alone the right thing to do at that time? Wouldn’t that be the time when they will need a friend more then ever (though they adamantly say that they don’t want your company and that they want to be left alone)? However, granted, there are times when just leaving them alone to sort their thoughts out may just be what they need…
Personally, when I get into one of my moods, the first thing I find myself needing to do, is to pick up the phone and call a friend, one in particular actually. My ex-housemate, my partner in crimeless activities, one of the few friends who seemingly know me so well, that at times, it just freaks me out that she even knows what I am going to think, before I have even gone through the thought process. Lid.
Amazingly, at the end of our conversations that is usually punctuated with gasps of breathless due to my sudden bouts of laughing fits, mostly in reaction to what she says, I come out of our conversations feeling so much better (together with a much toner ab!). Maybe it’s a female thing? Women find the need to talk about stuff (hence finding myself dialing Lid’s number), whereas most men, they just end up shutting out the whole world, and keeping all the anger and hurt to themselves. Maybe that’s why, though women are such emotional creatures, and we are the ones better known to have a higher emotional quotient?
We definitely need friends to bring us up when we are down. They are there to help us, and comfort us. To share in our joys and also in our sadness.