Note: I realize that some of my readers, especially my aunt-in-law Alison and her colleague(s), as well as several other friends who read my blog every time I post something new, would be surprised to read the title and wonder what this is all about. But please continue, you would find out the reason behind it. Or not.
Inspired by Rima and Therry‘s posts about how some people just click and become so close after only several months, as well as being insanely jealous because they don’t include me in their (lesbian) combo, and seeing that their posts drove more traffic to their blogs respectively (hence, more jealousy), I decide that rather than begging (waiting for) them to love me, in the spirit of virtual competition, I have to brag that I actually have that sort of relationship they’re having now.
Those who read my blog regularly might know that Ecky isn’t just my blogbuddy. She is my buddy. Well, more than a buddy, actually. She is one of my best friends in real life. Flesh and blood and all. Considering that we met only a couple of years ago, we have been developing a very strong bond between us. Even back then I sometimes wondered how we could fit so perfectly and understand each other so much sometimes we’re so alike it’s scary. She is one of my (real) friends who blog, and last year we were trying to learn HTML language, we spent a lot of time in front of computers (me in Aberdeen and her in Jakarta) and discussed how to put widgets, or how to change the header, or what is technorati. Both of us have had zero knowledge of HTML language so we were learning by doing. When I was back for holiday, we and other friends met up for a coffee and before we realized we talked about blog and bloggers, and I was helping her to fix her expandable post mode, up until our other friends started to feel annoyed because they were left out of the conversation and couldn’t understand a single word we were talking. My passion of writing (or to some, it’s more ranting but what the heck, others love my rants!) was infectious, and Ecky (as well as another best friend Melly) started to write more regularly on her blog.
We are really close we practically tell each other everything, sometimes we forget that we are busy texting each other and neglecting our partners. Even after I move to Aberdeen and 6 hours and 12,000km apart, nothing has changed. Many occasions Ecky was sitting in front of telly, sending me texts about the show she was watching, and then we were texting each other for hours she completely forgot that poor Sam was siting next to her, and I forgot that Stuart was there. Or Stuart and I were driving out of town for a romantic weekend gateway, and I was busy sending texts to her rather than talking to him.
Our bond is so strong we even want the same thing at the same time. There was one time she was in Bali, walking around a bookshop, thinking about buying this particular chick lit but decided to wait until she got back to Jakarta. Later that afternoon she checked on her Facebook and found out I just posted that same book she wanted to read as my new reading list. We also know how to not push each other button (I hate when people are being late and Ecky is pretty much always on time), although of course, just like in every relationship, sometimes we argue. But her easy going character compliments me who is more than once a pain in the butt, being everything-always-have-to-be-perfect-and-according-to-schedule. And since we are being honest to each other, although it hurts, it solves the problem much quicker.
To me, I know someone is a good friend when s/he is willing to be with you when you’re in trouble and need a help. I have lots of friends but I know for a fact that there is only a few of them want to share my pain and sorrow, and vice versa. Just throw a BBQ party by the pool and 50 people will turn up. Say that you’re sad and only several are willing to listen to you. Say that you need someone to help you to find a place to stay for your in-laws in Jakarta, and only a few will make an effort to search and look for the information you need. Announce that you are offered a good job which you can’t take because it’s in London or Dubai, and a good friend will show a genuine interest and ask if there are other possibilities to work it out, while others will ask if I could pass that job to them instead.
Ecky is definitely my good friend, so good that she postponed her trip to Australia for a few days just to spend the weekend with me (of course, Sam was ignored, again. But what could he do?). So good that on that particular Friday night to celebrate Nonie’s birthday, Ecky (and Lindsay, second girl from the left, in the picture) had to carry me home and put me to bed (please don’t ask whether we shared the bed or not).
Back to Therry and Rima combo. I have met Therry in person and was (secretly) glad that she is a sweet, pretty, smart, normal girl, not some weird nerd with inflated ego who’s thinking she’s smarter than everybody else and invents jargons that no one understands just to show how important she is. At the beginning I was wondering how on earth we should start the conversation, but after she patiently waited for me greeting everybody in Cazbar in a manner of a celebrity has arrived (you see that I’m an attention seeker in real life as well as traffic seeker in blogosphere), and spent minutes reading the menu, we started to chat and before we knew it, we had spent 2 hours talking non-stop. It was an instant bonding, something that can’t be made up. I haven’t met Rima in person but she is so ‘what you see what you get’, I feel like I already know her, and of course, a meet-up is in the next agenda.
Those three girls are real. They have accomplished many things in life, they have overcome so many problems. But they are very humble without loosing their ability to speak up, they can be opinionated without loosing temper, manner, and ethics. They are mature and secure with themselves so they receive critics, arguments, and differences as part of their writing processes. If their blogs are very busy with comments and visitors at the moment, it’s because people can see all of those quality they posses, as well as the quality of their posts respectively.
I‘m learning many things from this wonderful girls. I’m sure you would too.
Oh, and the lesbian thingy? It’s just a trick to increase the traffic….
PS: the trick works! I checked my stat counter the next day and my visitors were up to 55% after I published the article. I should’ve done this a long time a go before Rima and Therry become (more) famous. LOL!!