Chalk and Cheese

"You two are the most unlikely people to become friends!" our chef says with a surprised expression and a warm smile..

Yes we are.

She's been the blessing in disguise and I've been the blind who's been pushing aside a basket full of free chocolate digestives.

In a funny sort of way it's quite sad how we can't see people around ourselves..the ones who really deserve our attention. The drops in the bucket.

Here's a fragment from my first post:

"My current situation: sharing a room with a smart ass who thinks she understands everything on the god damn planet and that she can solve all the problems with a bloody plan! and ..and who happens to be my best friend."

Yes, I'm still talking about the same person.

I remember telling her, before she came here, that everything will be OK as long as we don't have to share a room..yee right..after our first visit to the pub, I ended up in her room and ..I think it was on the next day when she moved in to my room..can't remember anymore. And it's been great.

I know..sometimes she drives me up the wall. Especially when I say something, something meant as a joke and she wants to talk about it or find some kind of logic in it. Arghh! That's a real tough case!

And sometimes she makes me smile, even when she's not around..ok, ok..usually she makes me smile. For example. One day I was walking down the stairs and someone asked me what was I smiling about on my own...and the thing was that I remembered her saying: whenever me and her ex should fly together to visit her (at the same time), then we must take separate planes..(like real royalties).Because she couldn't afford to lose us both, in case of a plane crash.or a terror act or something like this..How sweet is that??!! And she's not the type of person who says a lot..I mean - that kind of stuff.

Anyway..I was thinking about how come we still fit together?

And I think it's because we are aware of each other's differences. We don't always understand each other but we are more likely to accept one's bizarre reactions and behaviour because we know our characteristics and we are interested in it. at least I am. I think she is as well...And we can talk about it. And we do..

I know that I don't do logic..but she does. I know that She doesn't do abstract ..but I do ..and we know it.

I know that she wants to be sure..I don't care

I'm the type of "brushing-my-teeth-over-the-sink" and she's the one "brushing-and-walking-around-the-house-and-knitting-at-the-same-time"

She could draw me a finance plan for my future with a Gypsy passion..I hate numbers.

She can write a 5+ essay about Soviet reign and it's impact on us..I can write about litter bin and autumn leaf's affair and their children's efforts to join the group of emigrants to escape to Reykjavik.

We can buy a pack of mixed fruits and nuts and I can eat all the raisins and she can have the nuts.

Beer for me, cider for her.

She is sincere, I have life's higher education in role swapping

I sleep with one pillow, she's got hundreds of them in her bed

She's down to earth, I'm up in the clouds

I do..and then think, maybe. She thinks and then does, maybe.

I crawled in the fridge one day to see how it feels like to be in a closed fridge. She refused to shut the door. So I had to do it myself. She refused to take pictures of me, while I was running down the steps. So I had to run down anyway to show that it doesn't really effect anything whether I'm doing it while she's shooting or not.

She is consistent..I'm consistent as well.only in different subjects..every day

She's calm , I've got fierce temper. Terrible

She likes facts, I like emotions caused by the facts

I think that we are each other's research objects.

I'm starting to realise the meaning behind the saying "opposites attract"..There's so much I would like to know.How she thinks, how she "works"..and it's interesting. There's so much to learn..and after every lesson it gets easier and easier to communicate. You just have to make an effort to understand..to accept. That's what I would call a mature friendship. No cheesy word has been waisted. It's a serous business!

And she's been away for almost a week and it's been like a vacation..but like a vacation in a wheelchair..

Acknowledge the people you have around you..an acquaintance is not a friend. Recognise your friend(s) and respect them with your time and appreciation. And they will do so.

Thank you, Anu, for your unconditional friendship.