Relics

As the year comes to a close, I cannot help but look back on 2011 and examine my friendships. Just recently 2 friendships ended, coincidentally occuring from 2 return flights. The first one happened when I got back from Hong Kong. We still had a chat before my trip and for reason, when I got back we were both online most of the time but we weren't talking to each other anymore. Perhaps in a way, it's therapeutic on both our ends because as a friend, I felt I wasn't able to help anymore. As a friend, I felt I failed to be totally honest about what I thought of the situation because I didnt want my friend to get hurt or to think I'm not listening. Alas, the silence is way past awkward.

The other friendship sorta ended when I got back from my Vietnam-Singapore trip. I went Ho Chi Minh to visit, but it turned out my friend would be spending the weekend in Singapore to watch F1. When we got to Singapore, my friend got into the usual mood swing at the end of the first day, and so for the rest of the trip we didn't really talk much anymore. We missed our return flight and had to book a new one. I couldn't say my first trip to Singapore was a total bust because I got see the terra cotta warriors exhibit, which somehow reminded me friendships. Some crumble like ceramic through the test of time, others stay firm and remain standing.