School of cool

Was rattling away with MO on the phone early this morning. She'd rang from Melbourne and it was nice hearing her phone on the other end of the piece. The usual chatter from one point till it ended up on the "the cool dudes and dudettes" back in time. Someone had once asked me, "what is it with girls...why do women like "bad boy" types?" And with this, I asked MO, whom replied in jest, "well, at some point in life, who doesn't? But, we've all skiied on to bigger planes..."

I never ever thought of myself as the cool dudette in school. I reckon I was more often than not, somewhere in between. My ex-es have always turned out to be either the player in the basketball national league or the rugby / soccer league...but it didn't quite really matter to me. I think it's a person's qualities that matter way more than being "cool". A person who's honest, sincere and comfortable (read: not overly confident) in his / her own skin ranks heaps higher in my books than any "cool dude". I believe in that self-confidence should spring from embracing oneself from within and not setting out aspiring to be someone whom one is clearly not, even to every one else around the person. My suspicion is that I tend to find myself being more driven, practical and realistic with age. Who's cool and who's not. I'd say it's really old-school. I never did bother, and never will with it all. :)

Back to this, 2 days ago, I met up with an old friend whom I felt had advanced in her life. She's doing a degree in Marketing and I'm happy for her that she's moving up and away from all the bitterness she's felt previously. Myself and her, we go way back. We used to be tight in school 10 years back, but we were headed in different directions in life and drifted apart. Chatting over a drink, she reminisced why we drifted differently, to which I responded, "it was probably a phase we all went through at that age really. There's so much more to life than minor issues as such anyhows. I count my blessings for the loved ones around me every day, and we all move on." :) She kept silent for a bit, and then replied that I'd changed over the years. So did she, I'd felt. There's no right or wrong, good or bad in it all really. People change, people move, and life goes on...I'm a firm believer in that everything in life happens for a reason. So there, if you ever read this IC, I'm glad we had the friendship we shared many years back and I wish you well.

It's back to life for me :) Hehe, and I'm leaving for Banyan Tree in Phuket come august!