Having a highly sociable brother, I used to hang out with his buddies, be one of the guys. I learned to pick guitar, played badminton, watched and cheered at soccer match at the bars with pints of beer, played WE and Tekken with the lousiest lad of them all just for a good laugh. Watch movie marathon and have sleepovers. Almost dated his buddies, ALMOST!! But I just didn't, as I felt they are all my brothers. Being with the guys was good, always protected like a princess. Hearing them kiss and tell was an eye opener and sometimes I felt I know just what's on their mind even before they opened their mouth.
Being one of the guys was cool, no drama, they beat drama out of the box right away. No guessing, no that time of the month, no backstabs, no gossips, all damn so peaceful.
Maybe because I was young and I simply have that dont care attitude. I loved that fuss free life, especially after a horrible fallout with my best girlfriends back at Secondary School.
Now I have my girls, both back in Oz and right here at this little island of Singapore. I am glad to have them to bitch about anything under the sun and not just from inside the tv box. I am glad that when I broke my heart, they give me a hug, bring me out for a good drink and not just a move on pat at the back. I am thankful that I have people to dramatically talk about the same damn thing over and over again, like all over again when we met and still goddamn enjoy it. I am glad to have my girls to be my gaydar. I am glad I have my girls to talk about being fat, boobs and hunks! Apart from that, I am glad to have my girls who didnt have to try to be nice. I am glad to have my girls who didnt try to hide the facts. I am glad to have my girls who didnt have to keep in touch yet we pick up like we didnt meet for a day. I am glad to have my girls who didnt mind what I wear, what brand I have and how much pocket money I have.
Just so glad, so glad...!!
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