An ode to my friends

To that rag-tag girl of friend I first sat next to in AHS
the first to share my insecurities
laughed at our pimples together, admired the same Japanese actress
and dreamt of wearing sailor suit uniforms
Thank you for being my mirror, for taking my hand, pushing me to go further
for being my friend
We all agree that you are strong, your strength is the way you care for us
My wish for you is that you may find your softer side
a solace in someone who understands you and who you belong to, worthy of you.

To that music lover among us with the sweetest voice
who shares my passion for singing, making music
who has taught me so much more than all the years of schools put together
showed me the world through various lens
who always challenges my thoughts and brings creativity
A muse of sorts (with barefeet)
The true lover of life and new experiences
who sees beauty in all things simple and true
May life bring you even more sweet experiences which will lighten your heart
like a clean fresh spring (like your name)
Your are the truly innocent among us who sees the world with an openess
Reminding us that happiness is not a struggle, it is a gift.

To my dearest chilli padi friend
stubborn but turest of heart, unafraid of challenges
you always rise above
the one who has sharp insight (and a sharper tongue)
you let me open my heart to share my learning with you
like the jigsaws you like to complete you piece truth together and show me a clearer picture
of myself, our friendship, our ever changing world.
May you always stand true to your purpose in life
which you will soon discover
and see the beauty already made real in your life
Happiness, Peace, Health, Love all of which you are always deserving

To the girl who is the most patient in our midst
who has a kind of gentleness which comes from within
You once gave me words of wisdom which you might have forgotten
made harmonies with me and taught me songs
Life is full of bumps as you discovered
but I know you'll find the strength and direction you've always had
May you remember that you are your compass and your anchor
Water is soft but can break the rock.

To the girl who used to be late
never on time, but still we love
you have strength in a unique way
Wish I knew you better but perhaps it's fate
You know your purpose and may you be blessed as you go on your way

To the jovial and hearty
generous with her friends
who sees things as they really are in the sometimes ugly world
Honesty is your virtue
as you see, speak and learn the truth
But may you never forget that magic still exist
sometimes miracle still happens to those who believe.

To the artist among us
who shares so much joy from her heart
makes me laugh till I piss in my pants
you understand beauty in life comes in all shapes and forms
May you always be blessed with the visions and inspirations
that you may speak to many far and wide
of the things you've noticed in life no one else sees.

To the poet, the sometimes melancholic
sometimes complex, at other child-likely simple
the one who understands conflicts and make it her own
sees possibilities in things
who takes apart, mould and rebuild
all things from dreams, to spiritual to faith that tomorrow brings
something better. Who still sees magic.

To the child-like, sometimes spoilt
who makes me happy by just being herself
who is well balanced and thinks far
you see all that is positive in life
May you be blessed and enriched all your life
and share that sunbeam joy you carry around
to those who are down.
You are colours to a world that is greying.

To the motherly (once-upon-a time)
who cares for us, genuinely as a friend
laughs with us and never at us when we are foolish
stands by us in times good and bad
who never forgets the ones who lag behind
you lead by standing right behind.

To all the rest I cannot name
because for all things there is a limit
you have become some part of me
you made my years here, spent with you where-ever, whenever special
your friendships are gifts I am so honored to be blessed with
You have brought me joy and taught me so much
To my (JC) art friends you helped me find ways to express our desires to explore
gave my curiousity a form
To Felicia, we learnt and struggled together in History, you are my companion in the discovery of a new found passion. In finding the meaning to the past and the relationship it has to the present and its meaning in life.
I best end here, before this becomes a horrible cliche thank you speech
(or worse) a eulogy.