Last week my sister came up to visit me and stayed with me the whole week since it was her spring break. Suffice it to say that I didn't get much studying done, but I did have a lot of fun having her here. I also got to spend some time with my awesome friend who's in dental school. Yes, I'm using the word "awesome" now. I think it's because my sister brought seasons 1 and 2 of How I Met Your Mother, and we watched it all week. They say "awesome" a lot. So I will too from here on out.
So, right now I'm supposed to be paying attention in class, but the professor is boring, and I've been ruminating on so many things I want to write about. However, at the moment, I can't come up with...okay, I'll start with my friend Robert. I recently saw the episode of FRIENDS when Mike finds out Phoebe has a rodent friend named Bob, and she yells, "Robert!" to get her rodent friend to come out.
Robert is pretty good friends with Helena, and since Helena predictably told Robert about what happened between us and why (according to her) we're not friends anymore, Robert and I discussed the situation. What I like about him is that he doesn't judge; he wants to know both sides of the story and be friends with everyone. On the other hand, he did do a lot of defending on Helena's behalf. I think I need to lay down the basic story for now before I get into the discussion I had with Robert.
In the first semester of our P1 year, I had talked to Helena a couple of times, and I thought she was a nice girl. One time on our way to anatomy lab, I sat next to her on the bus. I saw her, and I was so glad because she was nice, I wanted to get to know her better, and I didn't have anyone else to sit with. We had a good conversation. I found out she liked some of the same music I did, and she said nice things like how glad she was that I was there. I thought that was cool, but she never asked to hang out or anything, which was weird. I really could've used a friend during that first semester of school. Fast forward to January and pretty much out of the blue she called me to hang out.
We never hung out because a friend of hers was coming to pick up keys or something. It wasn't a big deal. Then later on that month, I went on this sort of pharmacy mission trip to this small town, and basically, the same thing happened again. During lunch or some meal I ended up sitting down at the same table with her. She wasn't particularly talkative, which was unusual since she tends to talk a lot, but she could've been tired. I just remember during this trip she basically tells me that she was glad that I came, and we were sitting on a bus like before when she said that. After that, we actually did end up meeting at Starbucks to go study together, but the chatterbox that she is, we didn't do any studying at all. I didn't care because it was fun, and I felt like I had met a new friend.
We hung out and "studied" together a lot. We were spending lots of time together and getting closer. That's when the stories came...
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