of Sushi-ness

(i meant to write this post-Sushi's-visit.)
it was a great, hectic, slightly chaotic one week visit.
I'm glad that Sushi and her mum came.
It's been ages since we last hang out like there was no tomorrow, what with her being in NUS and us having different semester breaks.
and through her, I saw Melb in a different light.

Sushi and I have always been inseperable throughout primary school. I think the fact that we both have the same birthdays was a pull factor that got us together in the first place. that and the fact that we live one street away. When you were in primary school, things as simple as those are enough to make a best friend out of anyone.

Secondary school was when the differences mattered. We were stil as close as before, but in a different way. We did do the whole drift-apart-and-get-back-again charade a few times throughout 5 years. because the bottom line is that even though we were born 2 hours apart on the same day at the same hospital in the same ward by the same doctor (our delivering mothers were feet apart from each other in the suite- Sushi's mum still remembered my mum being wheeled in! lols), we have different personalities. We went for different things in school. She was and still is the introvert, the rock, the voice of reason, the calming presence. I was and still is the extrovert, the flighty one, the spontaneous one. We both have the same values in life (family, friends, morality). But we had different groups in different activities and we were brought up differently in different family backgrounds, despite the fact that both sets of parents are still great friends till this day. But I guess it speaks volumes about the fact that we still call each other a sister-from-another-mother. We seldom call each other best friends anymore.

We go to different unis, have different goals in life. But ultimately, the moment I touched down in Malaysia during breaks, the second person I would message would be her, the first being my parents. We have different lives now on different continents. But at the end of the day, we get together for lunch and it feels like we are in primary school again. Girlish giggles abound.

It was an awesome week together.