Much Ado About Nothing

The topic has obviously nothing to do with the Shakespearean work, nor the play with Adrian Pang as the male lead (anyone wants to watch?). It's just a follow-up from 2 incoherent blog entries two nights ago, which obviously have been removed to maintain the sanity of this blog.

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How often would you tell someone not ultra close to you what you think exactly? Especially if it's to point out what you disagree with.

Being frank leads to two possible results, either(i)you don't get along as well or (ii) you become closer. For most cases, the former holds true. Just like today, I thought your actions were a lot more wary after what transpired the past few days. Rather than your usual more child-like self, I thought I detected the step-three-steps-back-and-keep-your-distance feel. Perhaps I'm just oversensitive, though I don't regret speaking (or rather smsing) my mind, somehow I think you would probably act more like your usual self if you had been kept in the dark.

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Insignificant events in life may sometimes end up being pretty significant in memory. For some reasons, I've been reminded of Mr Chai more than once this week. Can't really uncover my memory lapse for the earlier event, but at least for today, it was our chat in remote relation to the above that reminded me of Mr Chai (and Mr Lim too). If acquaintance-ship cannot survive the test of truth, then friendship can be described as a raw diamond, the more you polish, the better it gets. Somehow I would still believe that our numerous disagreements and cold wars in school did help us become better friends, or at least, make us annoy the hell out of each other less (then again, I wonder if it did. Haha) Still, those long winded letters of yesteryears will always be one of my most treasured items, even if they only go to show how boliao we were to disagree with every possible issue. But that's what makes friendship most real too, ie. not being afraid to be who you are.

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Frankly, I still don't think my outburst would have as positive an effect as it had with some of my most important friends. Perhaps I do regret a little about letting you in on what really pissed me off. Still, what's done's done, and there's nothing much I can do now, yeah? I'll just see how things turn out.