Friends

It’s amazing how people change and touch you in mysterious ways. This is how my former classmate and good friend Kay affects me. Back in college, we’re not the closest friends, I couldn’t even remember us exchanging pleasantries. I do remember her inviting us to her birthday parties. Nevertheless, I really don’t consider her one of my close friends in college.

Fast forward to 2006. She was connected to an IT-ish organization that needed sales people. She thought of me, and in no time, I was filing my resignation from my employer. In short, she was a breath of fresh air from my slowly deteriorating banking career, notwithstanding my emaciated wallet.

When I started working for “our” company, I was a mess. The culture was totally different from what I’ve grown accustomed to. The people are less sophisticated, but kept a very friendly atmosphere just the same. The structure was different, if there was any structure at all. I had a hard time having a good grasp of what “we” do for a living. It was hell for me, but I can throw shopping sprees left and right.

Kay was one of those very few people who kept me sane during my stay in that company. I was so overwhelmed of our new-found friendship. We saw how we changed from our sleepless-nights-coffee-guzzling-thesis-writing days. We’ve grown into the fine women our beloved St. Scholastica has molded us to be. Well, the spirit of compassion and camaraderie will always be imbibed in us.

Now that Kay is in Singapore to try her luck in a Chinese-dominated land, I wish her really well. I was able to speak to her and I’m glad she’s doing well. For one, she has a kick-ass job. Second, she has her own place. Third, she shops often. Okay, maybe a lot.

She’s trying to persuade me into visiting her, and maybe stay there with her. The offer is so tempting. I know my time will come to spread my wings. I will take baby steps to reach that goal…