Do you ever wonder about those people who are in your life one day, and then out the next? Those friends you thought you would share a porch with and have over for dinner when you turn 60? Sit around and talk about the times where you cooked 5 packets of maggi mee after a run and ate out of a mixing bowl together, or did midnight runs to random chinese take outs just because we wanted to freeze and get a bowl of hot soup, grab a skateboard and ride down slopes at 3am, play boardgames until everyone falls asleep, spend the entire night writing essays and running to uni after to meet the dateline? To those friends whom I thought we had this, I miss our friendship and who we were together, but thankyou for those memories. To those friends that I still have, you’re awesome and here’s to more crazy awesome times.