Family are strangers you may not know
Couldn't help rearranging the title of another friend's blog entry to create my title.
Sometimes, it's not that I don't know you are maintaining a cold war. Rather, by pretending not to know, I'm just diffusing tension. Otherwise, you'll just continue with a greater extent of the war.
But...
It's not exactly my fault, is it? Well, since you do not want me to voice my opinions to certain people, instead of remaining dumb and feeling awful in the cage, I choose to go out for a breather, to avoid any circumstances of conflict. Afterall, even if I stand up for you and then someone else turns bonkers, it's still my fault. So why on earth would you need me in the cage?
It wasn't as if I chose to disappear for almost the entire day either. Somehow, I know you think I did. But you forgot I still had to give tuition at night. Yes, I won't forget about earning my money, the sum may be paltry, but that's the only sum that's most dependable. And running away from reality for another 2 hours does sound good..
Told a friend I made this year the other day that I hate December holidays. He immediately linked it to traumatic happenings, which of course I deny immediately. Truth is, a lot of my unhappy memories do happen in December, all the more on a certain particular day. Since he didn't probe any further after I gave a lame excuse about my distaste for December, I just kept mum. But truly, I really really do hate December, and I'm still hoping to find someone who doesn't know the significance of that day to keep me company for that one entire day. (Any takers?) Of course, that'll earn me the wrath of some people but why can't I just choose to have a tear-free day for that particular day? An ex-classmate of mine was upset because no one seemed to remember his significant day. For me, I just want every single person to forget.. about my existence, so long as I get a nicely uneventful day. Is that possible? I doubt so..
Saturday, December 04, 2004
That's what friends are for...
Don't ask me what that title, that song just popped into my head, and there it goes, up as the title for the current entry.
Holidays officially started yesterday. Though Friday's matters seemed poised to be a huge storm to my holidays, yet it's just like when you hear the weather forecast, you can always avoid the area until the clouds blow over.
At least that's what I did, which explains why this pathetic gal here spent 2+ hours in the school's library, furiously zapping away.. No, don't worry, it's not my idea of great fun, but when you can't think of where to waste your time, and shopping centres can't last you the entire late morning cum noon, you're forced to improvise.
Still, I guess for a BRAT like me, I should be thankful that I've friends who cater to my requests.
Just like the official first day of my freedom started on the right note. Thanks to an old friend who kept me company the entire afternoon. Not sure if that friend felt bored. If he did, he didn't say, so it's impossible for an insensitive person like me to know, yah? Still, the eating, walking around aimless was good fun, not because of the activities themselves, but just cause of the company, I guess.
Another friend told me the other day that having a packed day like mine sounds good.. Yet, I was so tempted to say that sometimes, I'll really love a rest too, if only I could. The reminders of having to force myself out even though I was awfully unwell doesn't sound any bit enticing to me.. Ah well...
I guess I'll say that I'm always running away.. Running, running and running.. yet, just as in real life, my stamina is not that good.. I tend to tire out too.. Just that sometimes, I don't even know what to hold on to.. it's just run, run and run..
I guess that's where I've got certain friends to thank.. For not complaining even though I act like a brat.. Come to think of it, I do get brattier and brattier as I grow older.. Hmm.. a reversal of age? Still, I better start counting my lucky stars..
On a lighter note, I got a friendster message from a particular senior I admire. Am I just too sleepy to feel extra cheery... Under normal circumstances, I would feel so, right? Still, it's good to know he's doing his masters now.. hmm... another smart guy... it's only his 4th year... and it's already masters....
Don't ask me what that title, that song just popped into my head, and there it goes, up as the title for the current entry.
Holidays officially started yesterday. Though Friday's matters seemed poised to be a huge storm to my holidays, yet it's just like when you hear the weather forecast, you can always avoid the area until the clouds blow over.
At least that's what I did, which explains why this pathetic gal here spent 2+ hours in the school's library, furiously zapping away.. No, don't worry, it's not my idea of great fun, but when you can't think of where to waste your time, and shopping centres can't last you the entire late morning cum noon, you're forced to improvise.
Still, I guess for a BRAT like me, I should be thankful that I've friends who cater to my requests.
Just like the official first day of my freedom started on the right note. Thanks to an old friend who kept me company the entire afternoon. Not sure if that friend felt bored. If he did, he didn't say, so it's impossible for an insensitive person like me to know, yah? Still, the eating, walking around aimless was good fun, not because of the activities themselves, but just cause of the company, I guess.
Another friend told me the other day that having a packed day like mine sounds good.. Yet, I was so tempted to say that sometimes, I'll really love a rest too, if only I could. The reminders of having to force myself out even though I was awfully unwell doesn't sound any bit enticing to me.. Ah well...
I guess I'll say that I'm always running away.. Running, running and running.. yet, just as in real life, my stamina is not that good.. I tend to tire out too.. Just that sometimes, I don't even know what to hold on to.. it's just run, run and run..
I guess that's where I've got certain friends to thank.. For not complaining even though I act like a brat.. Come to think of it, I do get brattier and brattier as I grow older.. Hmm.. a reversal of age? Still, I better start counting my lucky stars..
On a lighter note, I got a friendster message from a particular senior I admire. Am I just too sleepy to feel extra cheery... Under normal circumstances, I would feel so, right? Still, it's good to know he's doing his masters now.. hmm... another smart guy... it's only his 4th year... and it's already masters....
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