The Book Started This

I don’t believe in horoscopes, astrology, all those kinds of stuff.  I like to read them for fun, and it’s fun because it’s one of those things that I can’t figure out its logic.  All three of us have been camping at the library lately to study, and to escape the grueling heat outside.

I have to admit, the library in my uni is pretty impressive.  They have all kinds of books – from neurology to all kinds of engineering topics, to cookbooks, softwares, novels, hobbies (even quilting!), social topics, feminism, religion, witchcraft, just to name a few.

So Tania and I came across this thick, huge and heavy book lying around in one of the shelves and its cover reads, “Relationships.”

It’s basically an astrology dictionary about relationships, very much alike to Lillian Too or Joey Yap’s annual take on the compatibility between the chinese zodiacs – except this one doesn’t have a due date or anything like that.

So what you do is you find your birthdate and horoscope, and then find your friend’s or partner’s that you would like to be compared to.  Being curious as usual, Tania and I searched for ours and Mildred’s too.

After a long search and all the oooh’s and aaaah’s, we finally concluded that we could all get along with one another.  Tania and I have are “unusually supportive of one another”, Mildred brings out the funner side of me, I keep Mildred’s feet to the ground, while Mildred and Tania are a great match, provided there’s someone else (a third person) in between to keep things balanced.  To tell you the truth, being an unbeliever in such things, I find them to be oddly accurate. It’s true, I’m the boring one, Tania’s the cute and caring one, while Mildred’s always the sunshine among us.

It’s not so much on being wow-ed by the book – but it just reminded me of the precious gems in my life.  Yesterday, some of our church members drove all the way from Ipoh just to get us some good, home-cooked food for dinner.  These are people with so many better things to do but they’d spend their time for us simply because they knew we’re all homesick by now, and we’re all stressed out by our exams.

Last night, I actually said a prayer to thank God for putting me in this deserted area.  Sometimes, in big cities where you have everything you want at your doorstep, it’s hard to spot the rare, pretty stuff that are hidden within.  We take things for granted and we get lost in the crowd.  Here, uncovering hidden treasures are actually easier.  My coursemates (yes, all the 7 guys), church brothers and sisters, the crazy duo up there, and all the people here (it’s a long list, I swear) that have entered my little circle have kept me sane.  Sometimes they do drive me nuts, but they’d find a way to put me back eventually.

I don’t know who actually reads this, but I just want to say thanks.  Thanks for the drama, for the chaos, the laughters and madness that you’ve brought into my life.  You own a huge chapter in my book.

And speaking of which, that astrology book isn’t entirely accurate.  It says that I possess prophetic abilities, and I have no clue what’s coming out for my exams.  So I better get back to studying now.  Tata!