Danielle
Rohene – 2001

Well, she seemed rather nerdy when I first saw her in the year 1999. She wore knee length socks. It maybe fashion these days but back then, it made her seem really nerdy and goody-two-shoe.

Then, when I got to know her in 2000, she seemed rather stoic, practical, don’t mess with me kind. I wasn’t afraid of her but didn’t really feel like having somebody with that sort of aura around me, then.

In 2001, I learned that she was rather funny and witty, through our waktu-rehat hang out time. She was fun to be with. So, there our friendship began. We had fun making fun of teachers we didn’t really like.

By 2002, we were pretty much close because we were in the same group of friends and ending up in the same class only made things worse, as we cracked up pretty often, skipping classes we found boring, using the same-old-lame excuse of ‘Got prefects’ duty’. Haha.

She was quite distant from people even then. Weirdly though, I cared for her for reasons I couldn’t explain. When she was bumped up about a Physics SPM trial exam, and another friend said something really wrong that made her cry again, I got pissed and just told her to leave and not to come back to this area for a while. When I think about it now, I know I could have handled it better, but at that point, I hated my friend’s lack of sensitivity to Rohene’s clear disappointment.
It was weird caring for someone you didn’t know all too well.

Form 6 – same class and we were 4 sekawan – rohene, muna, aggie and I. Somehow, there was an innate awareness in each of us to support each other in whatever way possible throughout this 2 years cause we knew it’s not going to be easy.

Now, she’s a grown woman...Really. She expresses herself better, curses a lot more than she ever did, learned to trust people better, learned to slowly let go of her ego, her amazing, analytical mind has only expanded, she’s a critical analyst of the political system in not just the government, but in the universities and schools. She understands the problem, better identifies them and therefore can better provide possible suggestions. She no longer thinks the best way to live her adult life is alone in a rented house. Her view of life has evolved. Nothing surprising, I know... but to be able to witness that change is a pretty amazing experience.

Sounds like an amazing person? Yes, she is.
2 amazing friends down. Many more to go.
Every friend is a part of me, that I am proud of.
Danielle
Sim mei,
Remember how I told you that I’d like to write a thank you note to my close friends and what they mean to me and keep it safely somewhere, then when I die, I’d like it to be given to those ppl....

Well, this is not that...
But it’s somewhat related...

It’s about some people in my life, right now, that have an impact in my life, people who I treasure, and thank for their presence...

so, this is the beginning of a series of interesting journey of mine with interesting people...

In order of when I got to know them...

Muna – Year 2000

Muna has been an instrumental person who challenged me to be the best kind of person I can be. She had a beautiful mind with beautiful opinions. She depicted originality, honesty, and strength. Her mom was Indian Christian who converted to Islam, prior to marrying a Muslim, her soon-to-be father. Both her parents divorced later when she was about 9 years old. She grew up learning to adapt to people and environment and became really good in fitting in.

Despite struggles, she grew up to become a very opinionated woman, who fought for what she believed in, even in school. Dirty toilets, unfair rules, student apathy. Me, being rather a passive person who preferred the peaceful, democratic way to solve issues, I always viewed confrontation and discussion with the higher authority to be rather futile. I preferred to do what I can in my power to change things, without having to go to the authorities. But Muna taught me to be courageous to ask for what we deserved, that others may benefit too. Because of her and through her, I became involved in many community projects, through which I learned and grew tremendously.

She was the 1st person I discussed issue of marriage, meaning of life and reason we live with openly. She was also the person I went jalan-jalan cari makan trips most often with... quite intuitively... after school... she was one of the person that I would crack up with laughing for no absolute reason. She was fellow debater, with whom our team won the State Cup after many years of losing. We boldly chose to do Form 6 together, suffered in it together and did many craze things through the year, to make sure we remembered it to be more than just about books. We got lost in the jungle together, temporarily lost our sanity and vowed to do it again, someday later.

Now, I see her only once a year as she studies in UK. But that one day seems really worthwhile. I don’t really sense a distance between us, though we aren’t too good at keeping in touch. I love her and I love the way we are different in character and yet very much relate to each other. I love her presence in my life and I know she’s here to stay, even if I only get to see once a year. I don’t know how long, both of us are going to live. I guess, that wouldn’t really matter... Especially not with someone I could be pretty transparent with, without having to fear what she’ll think...