a Journey

Sometimes, when we strike up friendships, we never realise how big an impact they are going to have in our lives until a month. a year. or years (try 5 years) later.

In BKK, I finally met up with a dear, dear friend who used to go to school with me. I was the rose among the brambles... or so it seemed... but actually, I think it was the other way around. Papp and I, we used to drive the Math & English teachers in TK KRAZY. I think the former hated us with a vengenance, and the latter, we almost committed her to an aslyum with our in-class antics. Like the time Papp decided to belt out in song in the middle of lesson, because he felt inspired to... and the way I imitated my English teacher's idiosyncratic habit of looking at the ceiling and teaching us... we were a teacher's nightmare as sitting partners... And Node, and Lek.. and Andres... Hmm. They were slightly better relative to us two... ;)

Papp today is a successful banker who's as sweet as ever. He still has the best heart ever:: so kind :: But 5 years have seem him mature... we're both grown up now... but I am so glad he's got to be where he is. SO SO happy for him. :) He's QUIET-er now... and more mellowed and less frantic when things screw up. I mean, he navigated Bangkok traffic without breaking into a sweat once! But he's still Papp. He picked us up in a really BIG car (the girls were in awe) but apologised that the car wasn't any bigger. Still a little bit removed as always :)

Meeting up with him was a great reminder of the past 5 years and I look forward to the next 5 years:: come what may ::